One night you might visit Larry Lawrence with a group of people who were mostly born in the 1990s. You may think that because these people are so much younger than you, you’ll feel bad–to a greater degree than usual–about getting older.
When the talk turns to traveling and how the group of girls you’re talking to wants to get traveling the world out of the way sooner rather than later, and you tell them that’s a good idea because you feel like it’s too late for you (which isn’t even true, but you’re trying to make a joke about being older instead of wallowing in the fact), the girls may ask how old you actually are.
And when you tell them, and they exclaim that you look so good for your age, because clearly anyone soon to turn 30 should appear to be the decrepit hag that she is, you might expect to feel sad about that.
You may think that surrounding yourself with younger people who have less experience in the world and therefore approach it just slightly more rambunctiously than you do would be depressing. You might assume it would remind you that you’ll never again be in your early 20s (or mid 20s, or, pretty soon, late 20s) and that would be an unpleasant idea.
But you would be wrong. You would find that somehow, at some point, you must have truly matured in some way because you recognize that being the age that you are isn’t sad. Having lived through the years when adulthood was new and scary and now currently living in the stage when it’s just what is–it isn’t so terrible.
Sure, you realize you’re not exactly where you may have thought you’d be by this point in your life, but that’s really just saying you’re a human being, because who is ever where they thought they would be at any given moment?
So then you might leave Larry Lawrence in Brooklyn, wait 40 minutes on a platform for a train in Queens, and be so cognizant of time passing you by that you expect to finally feel a pang of nostalgia for your earlier years. But it may not come. You may simply be content with the present moment for once.
I mean, you want the train to arrive, for sure. But otherwise, everything is just fine.