Embrace the drama

How rude of me to forget introductions! Oh, but where to begin.

To start, the very thought that I could represent myself entirely with words is frightening to me. I won't even try to represent myself. If I were to use this as a forum for voicing my political views or talking about how I keep myself busy, you may gather an idea of where I am at this particular juncture in time; however, these details will not reveal the essence of who I am. By the next time we talk, in fact, my views may have shifted or maybe I will have taken up new interests and laid down others.

In part, perhaps I am trying to convince myself that it's okay to be ever-changing, never standing in one place for too long. On the other hand, the insecurity scares me. From what I always understood, people are supposed to "have things figured out" by the time they reach their mid-twenties. Perhaps some people do. I'm increasingly coming to the conclusion that everyone has a carefully constructed façade, you know, they seem to have it all figured out but it's all a smoke and mirror show.

I, for one, do not have everything figured out. Five years ago, I remember wishing that I was more spontaneous. I've managed to become more outwardly spontaneous, while on the inside, I've simply gone from one routine to another. The drama arising from the spontaneity, however, does thrills me, so I'm not complaining, just coming to a realization about myself. I believe that life holds many more realizations about who I am, who other people are, what the world holds, so I'm just rambling along, trying to live from one day to the next. Of course, those who know me also know that if you politely ask me how I'm doing, I may end up "talking your ear off" about my worries for the future. Noble goals. Then comes reality.

We all have to have goals though, so I'll attempt to embrace the drama as it comes. If you all would like to form a blogging support community and change the name of this blog, please post your suggestions. The quarter-life crisis is merely a catch-phrase used by some to describe the struggle that single, professional individuals who are in their mid-twenties are currently undergoing. I disagree with the implication that the quarter-life stage is a crisis; instead, I think that there are unique challenges to be worked through at each stage of life. The challenges particular to the quarter-life stage are both different and the same now than they were for previous generations, and, in my opinion, definitely deserve being discussed. In working with senior citizens to develop support groups for dealing with the challenges of aging, I recently realized, hey, myself and other people my age would benefit from a support group to discuss what we are facing! Why haven't we started a support group before? Thoughts, anyone?