It’s time for a midlife crisis. Actually why not let myself go all out and have a few. Midlife crises. Hell yeah. Growing up we were taught that only men had them, like a rare man-disease, and that every guy did the same cliche thing, bought a convertible, had an affair, was reckless with his life and his family in order to find a way back to his youth. But to say that only men do this is false. I think men probably just aren’t so good at hiding their crises, partially because society doesn’t punish them if they go off the rails—”he’s a man after all, he can’t help it.” No, women tend to operate differently. Not to say that somewhere in the world every hour a woman doesn’t long to run out of her house to buy that mustang she’s always wanted but not before throwing the laundry at her husband and hiring the best divorce lawyer in town. Some have lurid affairs, others get a new hobby and throw themselves into it. There are so many options and potential combinations.
Whatever you do, please keep writing - and sharing it with us. A book(s) would be great, but so are these notes. I look forward to your writing in whatever form it comes.
Reading this I felt that slow dawn of the familiar, that feeling when something you’ve been feeling without realising is put into words. Thank you! The guilt of trying to do it all and being too knackered, of what 40 means, of the adjustment as your friends and community fragment to follow their own paths. Here’s to (hopefully) many more post-40 first cups of tea in the morning x
Hey, I’m twice your age you believe it? It’s only a number the rest is in your head. Do what you wanna do if you can get away with it , my hourglass is a lot less full than yours try not to dwell on that age thing remember we're here to die So wake up in the morning, take a deep breath and make a difference. Love ya wolf.
Happy birthday.
Whatever you do, please keep writing - and sharing it with us. A book(s) would be great, but so are these notes. I look forward to your writing in whatever form it comes.
Reading this I felt that slow dawn of the familiar, that feeling when something you’ve been feeling without realising is put into words. Thank you! The guilt of trying to do it all and being too knackered, of what 40 means, of the adjustment as your friends and community fragment to follow their own paths. Here’s to (hopefully) many more post-40 first cups of tea in the morning x
Hey, I’m twice your age you believe it? It’s only a number the rest is in your head. Do what you wanna do if you can get away with it , my hourglass is a lot less full than yours try not to dwell on that age thing remember we're here to die So wake up in the morning, take a deep breath and make a difference. Love ya wolf.