I Am Not...

I am not disposable. I am not an accessory. I cannot be tucked away when I don’t “go” with the outfit du jour. I cannot be stored out of sight when I am not wanted. My purpose is not to make you look good. My purpose is not to make you feel good about yourself. I cannot be walked all over, nor can I be used to walk over others. I cannot get you where you need to go. I am not fashionable, nor do I ever go out of style.

Quarter-life crisis - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I’m wondering lately if some of my friends aren’t going through a late-twenties quarterlife crisis. My life has changed dramatically in the months surrounding my 30th birthday. While I feel as though I’ve made it through the worst of it, there are certainly some items from the article that ring true either to me personally or based on observations I’ve made of others:

Je vais attendre pour vous

This morning as I awoke, the song in my head was a haunting and beautiful melody from an operetta film called Les Parapluies de Cherbourg:

Si ça prend une éternité, je vais attendre pour vous
Pour un millier d’étés, je vais attendre pour vous
‘Til vous êtes de retour à côté de moi, jusqu’à ce que je te tiens
Jusqu’à ce que je vous entendre soupirer ici dans mes bras