seany t
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In recent months, I've come to realise that I have absolutely no idea what I want out of life. Around me, several of my very best friends are doing the unthinkable and crafting lives and careers out for themselves, some even going so far as moving to the other side of the world to avoid having to play me at Pro Evo.
The thing is, I've just always presumed that they'd always be around about where I live too and available to play pool, watch football with, etc whenever necessary. But I think this week I've realised this won't sadly be the hyperreal actuality, with one moving to Scotland imminently and one off to Oz perhaps forever this weekend. Sure we'll stay in touch, but our fortnightly trips to the pub are now going to be relegated to annual events, if that.
There are things I know I have to do; move jobs, save some money, start dealing with my green eyed envy of other people's lives - but what I can't understand is how they've all dedicated themselves so single-mindedly to a cause; whether it be marriage, emigrating, children, etc, they've all decided that things like playing football, Southend United, computer games, gigs, nights out, living in London etc are nice "extras" in life but superfluous to it - whereas for me, they still largely make up what I want life to actually be.
Do any of you guys know what I'm talking about? I always thought I was a fairly selfless person, but as the hour cometh I'm finding myself retreating more and more into a downward spiral of nostalgia and longing to prolong my youth, albeit without the leather trousers. It's not that I don't want kids, a house, etc I just don't want to have to give up going out, the prospect of travelling and an enjoyable social life to do so...
Did any of you guys go through similar phases, or indeed find yourself in the same boat?
Right, I'm going to cheer myself up by watching the Transformers trailer again...
The thing is, I've just always presumed that they'd always be around about where I live too and available to play pool, watch football with, etc whenever necessary. But I think this week I've realised this won't sadly be the hyperreal actuality, with one moving to Scotland imminently and one off to Oz perhaps forever this weekend. Sure we'll stay in touch, but our fortnightly trips to the pub are now going to be relegated to annual events, if that.
There are things I know I have to do; move jobs, save some money, start dealing with my green eyed envy of other people's lives - but what I can't understand is how they've all dedicated themselves so single-mindedly to a cause; whether it be marriage, emigrating, children, etc, they've all decided that things like playing football, Southend United, computer games, gigs, nights out, living in London etc are nice "extras" in life but superfluous to it - whereas for me, they still largely make up what I want life to actually be.
Do any of you guys know what I'm talking about? I always thought I was a fairly selfless person, but as the hour cometh I'm finding myself retreating more and more into a downward spiral of nostalgia and longing to prolong my youth, albeit without the leather trousers. It's not that I don't want kids, a house, etc I just don't want to have to give up going out, the prospect of travelling and an enjoyable social life to do so...
Did any of you guys go through similar phases, or indeed find yourself in the same boat?
Right, I'm going to cheer myself up by watching the Transformers trailer again...