I glanced at Page One, and I noticed something interesting about the date: It was my thirty-sixth birthday.
That struck me as pretty weird. For the last year I had been living fairly comfortably with the notion that I was thirty-five; thirty-five never seemed all that far removed from thirty. But thirty-six was a different matter entirely. Being thirty-six means only one thing; being thirty-six means you are middle-aged.
ボブ・グリーンの「チーズバーガーズ」より。この文章、何だかものすごく腑に落ちた。30代って若さがまだ残っていて、それがじわじわと消えていく過程の年代なんだよな。それが36歳かどうかは人によって違うだろうけれど、グリーンが感じたような気持ちは誰もが抱くだろうし、私もそれを感じて30代を過ごした。身につまされた。
