Father Time Needs to take a Xanax!

As the fall slowly tip toe's into the minds of everyone here in sunny California, I'm trying to digest the fact that another year is rapidly coming to an end. I think as I get older- Its true what everyone has said- time- it starts to fly.

The pumpkins at the market remind me of fall and my the impending holiday- but mostly of what my nephews will be this year- transformers or batman? Remember when that dilemma was the only thing you had on your mind? Getting older is funny. Don't misunderstand me- I don't dwell on this topic to complain- but because I think that life is so special when you are able to look at it all in retrospect and appreciate it.

Yesterday I got my renewed drivers license and in an instant - I was reminded of how I am not getting any younger- and though I appreciate the wisdom that has come with this age, It certainly doesn't ease the pain of the physical proof that was there before me. I- according to DMV- am 33 years old now, and much older that the buzzed haired kid in the last photo.

People always seem to give you advice about what to do in your teens and in your twenties- but what about your thirties? The most I hear is- "It goes faster" or "Next thing i knew- I was 40". Where are all the silly anecdotes? I'll settle even for an old wives tale at this point.

I think what I struggle with lately- is finding exactly what personality I want to embrace- wholeheartedly. Young and Reckless is out of the question, Creepy and Drink buying is not an option, and Definitive and Resolved are begging membership. But- still, I find myself dabbling in all ponds. The fear is ending up- with nothing to show for the life I have lived.

Maybe that thought is not even to be resolved- and life as they say is what you make of it. Weather or not you dig ditches, are rich or poor, or are single or married with 5 kids. Maybe- life is how you lived your life the best you could have and that "living" is the ultimate happiness in the end.

So as I take another look at that damn DMV photo- Ill not only ask myself "what happened to my youth"- but ill also ask myself "what happens now".

That my friends is a better question.