When you grow up, Christmas becomes more exciting for what you're getting for others than for what you're getting. Your birthday becomes vaguely embarrassing. You walk through toy stores and see more and more things you want to buy because they're ironic, and fewer and fewer things you want to buy because they're cool.I actually think that's neat. While I'm not one of the "must have the latest and coolest" types, I do have my own childish wants and desires. It's heartening to me to think that someday I will look forward to Christmas because of what I'll be giving to others. I like that thought. I think I'm already on the road to that--Christmas presents aren't much of a big deal to me anymore. The only problem is that I haven't been buying presents for other people. ;>
And eventually, your computers become boxes that run your software. When they can't run your software any more, you get a new one. Until then, who needs it?
That's so sad, in a way.
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Growing up
In a post entitled "A kind of obsolescence", Eric Burns writes the following:
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I don't think it makes you old, Girlie. :) I think that's one of those beautiful elements of people.
Christmas to me is also all focused on what I do for others, now; this past year, for me it also extended beyond material gifts, which was the first time for that, and was incredibly new and awesome. I hope that that will continue on to next Christmas, as well.
I already find my birthday vaguely embarrassing, but that's because of the attention I'm receiving; the fact that my friends are with me is what makes it so wonderful.
I also see more toys now which I comment on for having played with when I was younger, instead of actual toys I'd like to have now --you don't want to know how much I paid on ebay last year for the "I Took A Lickin' From A Chicken" game I used to have when I was 8.
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