Saturday, November 1, 2014

25 years old....

By 25 you are supposed to have it all together. 
by 25 years of age our grandparents were married , with a kid on the way. 
they had a house, a life, and a very good likelihood of looking the part of an adult. 
by 25 years old.  I am still lost,
while this till very recently horrified me to my very core I  think I need to let it go and realize: 
that we are the generation, that grew up somewhere between our parents' influence of led zeppelin 
and reality tv. 

instead of wanting to be astronauts or ballerinas, 
we grew up thinking we were descened  to be CEOs of multi million dollar companies, 
heads of start ups 
and 
that each of us was unique - and we just have not found out the potential for our uniqueness.


we were fed on cartoons, and somewhere between our one year in the 80's and 90's childhood we got lost in the shuffle with delusions of grandeur. that everyone will be the next tech great. 

I don't think our upbringing was bad -  In fact I think that being told we could accomplish what ever we wanted and just need to keep dreaming is an upside. 



but that is also the reason that most 25 year olds living in tel aviv - long after their army service, 
a year long tour of Thailand, Cambodia, India, south America ect... are now waiters. 

an entire generation with big dreams and small coffee trays taking your order. 


there is no pressure because - surly they too will discover greatness.


i strongly believe in this concept. while in the states my friends mostly have high paying careers, live in nice buildings, and go to cocktail hours with friends or brunches. 
i am still in my pjs at 10:36 am with a coffee and not a clue how i want to pursue this coming year.


and maybe for now. 
that is just fine.
 

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