The "I promise I won't write about running post."

Sometimes I think my life is passing me by - mostly because it is. I haven't yet found a way to stop getting older; friends are getting married, some are having kids. Here I am, in college, again. I live with my boyfriend of nearly 4 years and a friend. I am wondering if I am socially a late bloomer or if I have different priorities. I also wonder if the lack of healthy romantic relationships in my family has contributed to this (i.e. why get married if you're going to end up doing it several times?).

I once read somewhere I don't recall that when young people get married, it is kind of like setting them on a boat, watching them sail away and hoping for the best. I'm too young yet for my friends to be getting divorced - they're only in their first or second years of marriage, but my favorite radio dj (who is my age, give or take about a year) married last year and just announced his divorce on the radio last week. His female co-dj said something to the effect that if you don't have kids, the first divorce doesn't count.

No one has asked me when I plan on getting married, etc. yet. I know, however, being a woman gradually approaching 30 that the question will soon come up - especially as I've been in the same relationship for 4 yrs. My mom is the only one who is a little less subtle. When she's had a few drinks she more or less implies that my ovaries are shriveling and that with each passing month and that if I have kids I'll be an old lady by the time they are my age. (FYI: She had me at 19).

Maybe it isn't that big of a deal. According to one of my favorite hip-hop artists, 30 is the new 20, so that makes me about 17. I don't know if I'd be ready for all that shit anyhow.