Quarter-life crossroads…
This lovely purple flower has been growing bigger and bigger in our terrace. I just had to take a picture of it.
It’s the end of another week and it’s almost the end of June. That means I’ve been in Japan for 21 months already — wow, has it been that long? I still feel like a stranger in a very strange land.
Maybe it’s time for a personal update. I like it here. This year has been slower in terms of social stuff but it was necessary to focus 110 per cent on work. I have been distracted and running out of creative steam for the past two weeks, but as you can tell, I’m not really bugged by it.
How do I feel? A sense of bliss in the face of urgency and pressure to break even work-wise. I’ve been healthier in the past three months with much less drinking, eating, and more regular sleep patterns. And I swear my thighs are slimmer, although the kangaroo refuses to comment. My jeans are much more comfortable – hello?
Despite advice on not sweating the big 3-0, I’m still tussling with the idea. Maybe I would “find” myself at 40, since it’s the new 30.The teeny-bopper side of me loves watching Gossip Girl. I wear pinks, yellows, greens, and baby blues, I follow People.com obsessively, I love chatting about nothing with my friends online…
On the other hand, I sleep and wake up at adult hours (12 midnight; 7am), avoid clubbing (okay it’s a 3-4 times a year event now), am less trusting, sometimes I nag and complain about wasting money, and I think it’s important to cook and clean. My face has aged and I have dry hands. The kilos pile on with late-night suppers and my habits have become those of “older women” — you got to be more careful now.
I read in a career advice blog that 30 is the new 20. Have I come to the end of my yellow brick road? I don’t think so. Our generation doesn’t seem to take much stock into buckling down with a mortgage, marriage and kids — is that truly a symbol of adulthood anyway? — and changing jobs every few years is a lifestyle, rather than an inability to commit. The time between adolescence and adulthood has widened — these years are always plagued with straining finances but who cares if you have no one to support but yourself, right?
On another note, I have “streamlined” and slowed down my pace in discovering Japan. Hopefully, we could squeeze in a weekend trip to somewhere new, but there’s Bali in September and Sydney in December.
Alright, enough of this mid-year contemplation and reflection. Back to work.
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