I’m not one of these kids who feels the need to reinvent themselves at New Years. Far from it. If anything, I make a pledge at Hogmanay to do my very best to stay the exact same, year in, year out. Call me what you will, but at least I’m consistent.
However, I’m now 21, and I’m starting to dislike a few things about my lifestyle. I don’t read as much as I used to. I sleep in till all hours. I spend the majority of my day staring at a laptop screen, questioning exactly how much benefit I get out of the work I do. In short, I think it’s safe to say that I’m not exactly happy with how I go about my business.
That’s not to say I’m unhappy, though. I have it fairly good, all things considered. I have my health (besides a few niggling aches and pains, but no more than anyone else). I have friends who dig me. I have a girlfriend who seems to be of the opinion I’m a decent enough human being to put up with in the long term (almost a year and a half now, love, there’s still time to change your mind). In fact, for the first time in a long time, I even have a little bit of focus and direction as to my career and my life past the next few months.
It’s safe to say that I must have matured at some point over the last four years. Somewhere between drinking myself wonky and hitting on girls with my trademark socialist chat up lines, I must have actually become a grown up.
Scary thought, no? The next part is worse…
Now, this is a terrifying revelation to make at half past one in the morning, especially when there’s been no alcohol involved, but I did get to thinking: is it time for me to start acting like something that resembles an adult? Is it time to get a haircut and some sensible shoes? Time to get to bed at a reasonable hour and stop spending my free afternoons in the pub? Should I be looking at mortgages and car insurance more than I look at funny cat pictures?
No. That’s just plain silly.
Growing up doesn’t mean I have to be boring. Hell, at this age I should be striving to be more immature, more aloof. But, to be honest, I do need to make some changes.
I need sleeping patterns. I need to get out the house a bit more. I need to do some kind of work that doesn’t involve staring at a laptop for hours. I need to get fit. I need to drink less coffee (scratch that, I love coffee). And yes, I do really need to get a haircut. Not cause society dictates that I should, but cause it’s freaking long!
Day Zero kinda helped me get some goals into perspective, visa vi long term stuff I really want to do in the next few years. What I need now is the same sort of long term plan to fix my general lifestyle.
And to stop sitting at my laptop till half one in the morning.
EDIT: Apparently I’m not the only one thinking like this. Myles Dyer, AKA Blade376, put the same idea into a video today. Check it out here.