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t isn't it?
Just in the car about to go and start work and a song came on, born slippy, 1996.
Instantly taken back to the late 90s when the song was huge, the films, the culture, starting driving. The hope. Sounds soppy but I could almost cry, if you told 17 year old me that he would have a beautiful wife, a house and some nice cars and a business he would have been over the moon. Looking back all I can see is missed opportunities and a world I barely recognise, I know it's been the same for generations but I genuinely worry for the latest generations, they seem to have such little joy in their lives, it's all responsibility, generation guilt and trying to be mindful, life seems to be less about enjoying yourself and more about identifying enjoyable activities and trying to ban them.
Add in the usual getting older things of joints going and generally decreasing health, decreasing social circles and losing relatives to health issues starting to knock on your own doors....
Cheer a miserable middle aged sod up on Wednesday morning.
t isn't it?Just in the car about to go and start work and a song came on, born slippy, 1996.
Instantly taken back to the late 90s when the song was huge, the films, the culture, starting driving. The hope. Sounds soppy but I could almost cry, if you told 17 year old me that he would have a beautiful wife, a house and some nice cars and a business he would have been over the moon. Looking back all I can see is missed opportunities and a world I barely recognise, I know it's been the same for generations but I genuinely worry for the latest generations, they seem to have such little joy in their lives, it's all responsibility, generation guilt and trying to be mindful, life seems to be less about enjoying yourself and more about identifying enjoyable activities and trying to ban them.
Add in the usual getting older things of joints going and generally decreasing health, decreasing social circles and losing relatives to health issues starting to knock on your own doors....
Cheer a miserable middle aged sod up on Wednesday morning.
wildoliver said:
st isn't it?
Just in the car about to go and start work and a song came on, born slippy, 1996.
Instantly taken back to the late 90s when the song was huge, the films, the culture, starting driving. The hope. Sounds soppy but I could almost cry, if you told 17 year old me that he would have a beautiful wife, a house and some nice cars and a business he would have been over the moon. Looking back all I can see is missed opportunities and a world I barely recognise, I know it's been the same for generations but I genuinely worry for the latest generations, they seem to have such little joy in their lives, it's all responsibility, generation guilt and trying to be mindful, life seems to be less about enjoying yourself and more about identifying enjoyable activities and trying to ban them.
Add in the usual getting older things of joints going and generally decreasing health, decreasing social circles and losing relatives to health issues starting to knock on your own doors....
Cheer a miserable middle aged sod up on Wednesday morning.
Stop with the negativity for a start.t isn't it?Just in the car about to go and start work and a song came on, born slippy, 1996.
Instantly taken back to the late 90s when the song was huge, the films, the culture, starting driving. The hope. Sounds soppy but I could almost cry, if you told 17 year old me that he would have a beautiful wife, a house and some nice cars and a business he would have been over the moon. Looking back all I can see is missed opportunities and a world I barely recognise, I know it's been the same for generations but I genuinely worry for the latest generations, they seem to have such little joy in their lives, it's all responsibility, generation guilt and trying to be mindful, life seems to be less about enjoying yourself and more about identifying enjoyable activities and trying to ban them.
Add in the usual getting older things of joints going and generally decreasing health, decreasing social circles and losing relatives to health issues starting to knock on your own doors....
Cheer a miserable middle aged sod up on Wednesday morning.
Middle aged is not the same as getting old, as you will find out when you are really old.
You still have time on your side to do the things you think you are missing out on, when you are really old you don't, and probably won't be able to even if you wanted.
So stop being a miserable middle aged sod, be positive and don't waste the time you have ahead of you when you can still do things.
Regards from the old aged miserable sod who can no longer do lot's of the things he could and enjoyed when he was a middle aged miserable sod.
wildoliver said:
st isn't it?
Only if you let it. Look after yourself, embrace and enjoy the acquired wisdom and scope of experience that only age can provide.t isn't it?wildoliver said:
Instantly taken back to the late 90s
This music video tends to evoke some melancholic nostalgia for some (Bicep's Glue)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7ZxRs45tTg&li...
65 this year
Run most days & gym a few times a week
Feel as good as ever (my dad keeled over at 58..). A couple of mins slower over 5k than at my ‘peak’, but I reckon i’ll get close this year.
The other week was at a loose end, wife and I thought about what we used to do - visited older relatives.
Except now we don’t have any, we have taken their place!
Run most days & gym a few times a week
Feel as good as ever (my dad keeled over at 58..). A couple of mins slower over 5k than at my ‘peak’, but I reckon i’ll get close this year.
The other week was at a loose end, wife and I thought about what we used to do - visited older relatives.
Except now we don’t have any, we have taken their place!
StevieBee said:
wildoliver said:
st isn't it?
t isn't it?wildoliver said:
Instantly taken back to the late 90s
This music video tends to evoke some melancholic nostalgia for some (Bicep's Glue)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7ZxRs45tTg&li...
then the mad tidy up in the morning because their parents were home at 12 and the house looked like a bomb site. Walking home after your bike got a puncture half way back, driving back home wondering if the £2 of fuel you could put in as it's all that was left will get you home. Going out for a day's drinking with a big group of friends and ending up in someone's wedding, turning out that the person that invited you in was drunk and thought one of your friends was a relative. And no one got hurt, no real harm was ever done, just relatively innocent fun times.
And as your typing this you realise that there's always one from every group who can't let go, whether it's the person who never left the 60s, 70s, 80s or 90s. It's the world's end (film) plot, everyone's moved on but one guy's still driving the same car and never really left.
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t it's me.dingg said:
To op
You're about 20 years younger than me , wait until you're 65, you're going to be a right grumpy old bd.
Welcome to my world ?
Haha, same here. When I read that he started driving in the 90s You're about 20 years younger than me , wait until you're 65, you're going to be a right grumpy old b
d.Welcome to my world ?
I started driving in the 70s and never got the beautiful wife and nice house
Try being unemployed in your 60s and living alone
that summer feeling will haunt you rest of your life huh?
though when you break down your argument, it's mostly annoyance that kids don't take drugs to escape reality as much?
neighbours 18 year old had a party recently, 100s of the little bds, sober as a judge, none the less they managed annoyed me deep into the early hours
though when you break down your argument, it's mostly annoyance that kids don't take drugs to escape reality as much?
neighbours 18 year old had a party recently, 100s of the little b
ds, sober as a judge, none the less they managed annoyed me deep into the early hoursGassing Station | The Lounge | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff