...gotten married, every one.
Why is it that every time I go out these days, I only call two people and then I'm done with my list? It used to be I never went out in public with less than a dozen friends. Restaurants hated us. When we used to go out, we looked like a very laid back, lazy attack squad released on downtown, fanning out in all directions.
I have noticed an epidemic in the last few years. Like a true contagious and deadly disease, it has taken out many of my friends. It has struck not only those who seemed vulnerable to it, but also those who said they would never ever be trapped by it. I wonder if the people who always loudly declare "I will never get AIDS!" are likewise the first ones to contract it? Similar to survivors of the plague, it is unlikely to recover a friend after they've gotten married. If you do, they are just a burned out, traumatized, bitter shell of what they used to be.
In a way it's worse than a disease. Because while my friends who get married don't die off (at least not yet), neither are they the people I enjoyed good times with in the past. They morph into adults with responsibilities, their thoughts are about kids and houses and future joint burial plots with their spouses. I can not relate to any of these things, nor do I want to. I remember one married friend showing me her newly painted townhouse. She was really really excited about it. They had painted the whole thing beige. Freakin beige. What kind of reality is that where the pique of excitement is beige paint??
Honestly, the whole boring-married people thing baffles me. I know it is possible to be married AND still be fun, and normal, because I know couples like that. They are few and far between but they exist, giving me hope for my remaining friends who will undoubtedly get hitched soon. But why are the lame ones the predominant species in the married family?
The biggest difference between ebola and marriage? I don't want ebola. And maybe the reason I'm so distressed about all this is that I don't want to become insipid when I get married. And maybe what worries me the most of all, is that I may never have a chance to find out.
3 comments:
oh my god, JOINT BURIAL PLOTS!! I knew I forgot something on my to-do list last week...excuse me.
I wouldn't worry, it's something that happens when you're in your mid-twenties. Trust me, in the next 3/4 years you can look forward to feeling very smug as you witness lots of bitter break ups and messy divorces...... : )
What's wrong with beige?! Just kidding!! A shit-load is wrong with it.
I hear you girlfriend! What's worse - married with kids. It seems all my high school friends have fallen to that social disorder now and I'm left standing wondering if I missed a boat somewhere...
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