36 going on 24

So in the past few weeks, I somehow managed to turn 36. I understand how birthdays work, but any number past 25 is still a shock to me, as I was convinced at the age of 9 that I wouldn't live to see the year 2000. I have no idea why I had that thought at such a young age, but I'm glad the premonition didn't come true.

Anyway, I'm in the last year of my mid 30's, but almost nothing in my life resembles that of a 36 year old. I guess you could say that I'm quite lucky that I physically can still pass for my early 20's, though the gray is really starting to come in strong. I know how to shop for deals, so I still dress fairly fashionably, or as much as one can on a super limited budget (note: I'm no hipster!) I live at home (nuff said.) I feel WAY more comfortable hanging out with people way younger than me, or at least I did when I lived in Savannah. I'm not so sure about that playing out again here. Music wise, I still listen primarily to electronica and little else.

I guess the important thing is that I definitely don't feel on the inside like my age. I'm not even sure if 24 is where I feel like I am. It could be more like 18-20, for various reasons. I don't really feel like I've done much to be considered "responsible", since my credit is horrible and I'm not very good at paying bills on time (or ever.) I'm still trying to figure out fairly basic human interactions, especially with women, that other people managed to figure out in their teens. I'm trying to be completely OK with who I am and where I am in life, but it's difficult at times. That I'm OK even more than 50% of the time is nothing but a miracle at this point!