T-pisode 343: Separation Phase

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Sometimes you have to veer off in another direction when it comes to people you’ve been riding with. That’s how it goes sometimes.


The current state of the world has a lot of people thinking including myself. Now I’ll never think I’m better than anyone else on this damn planet but I’ll be damned if someone else thinks they’re better than me. With those two statements written, I’m closing in on the end of my 30s and about to hit the big 4-0 this year. If you think love, career, money, health, goals and relationships with friends and family are on your mind now, just wait until you start to see the finish line of your 30s. But I tell you what…it’s not the end of your race. No. It’s you about to hit the next leg of the marathon of life.

With any marathon you either take the lead and separate from the rest or you fall back and the pack separates from you. I’m looking at this leg of the marathon and the start of a new one as a separation of sorts. I never thought that my lifestyle and accomplishments and my career and T-blawg and travelling the world and still not being married would be the things that would leave so many friends and family behind. I’m not sure that’s what it is but that sure is what it feels like. One thing I can tell you about the really strong independent man…no one ever asks him how he’s doing. Nope. They just assume he’s doing great at everything. But God forbid he doesn’t check in on a friend and ask them how they’re doing. Or if he doesn’t stop by during a holiday. Or if he misses a kid’s birthday party on a last-minute invite. Or doesn’t want to make the hike to the suburbs for the thousandth time to see you because you never come into the city to see him. Or call him. Or text him. But the strong stay strong. Yeah they do. Because they’re built to last. They’re built to win marathons. No matter what. The strong runners will continue in the marathon of life and keep going. The only time you have to really worry about them is when they stop looking back at the rest of the pack they left behind.

I used to wonder what my life would be like as a grown man when I was a little kid just trying to figure out why everyday normal things that other kids had and did weren’t as easy for me. Then fast forward through my 20s and 30s and here I am on the other side of it all living a great life while still doing things for friends and family. Like gifts, trips, giving advice, fitting time in that they don’t understand I really don’t have because they don’t really understand how I live my life. But I guess all that separates me from the pack too. And I didn’t realize this until recently. I didn’t realize it until I started to see that next leg in the marathon of life. But I see it now.


Until next time. Always take it there.