Day 69: It was a subtle but quick process to be as out-of-the-loop on things as I am. It all started with cutting cable, followed by switching to NPR, and the next thing I know I haven’t a clue on on who or what One Direction is.
People consoled me when I turned 31 earlier this month by saying “thirties are the new twenties,” not knowing that I secretly wished that thirties would be the new sixties so I could get to bed by 9pm.
Maybe it’s the kids who are missing out: nothing’s sexier than getting eight hours of uninterrupted sleep.
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