Two weeks away from becoming 40, I decided that I’d rather not have a mid-life crisis. I’m not sure that it’s something I would do anyway, I’m quite conflict and crisis averse.
But I did think that one thing I’ve been thinking this year – co-incidentally or not I don’t know – is about the things that I’ve listened to, watched, read and so on throughout my life, and what they’ve meant to me, how much they’ve changed me for better or worse. Or maybe they haven’t changed me at all and that’s all in my head. I think that’s unlikely… But there’s no way of telling now is there?
Anyway. That’s the plan. I’m going to poke around my memory and try to remember the things I watched the most, listened to the most obsessively, the games I got addicted to, you get the idea and then try and write about them in a way that at best is entertaining and at worst doesn’t send people to sleep.
(Actually, maybe writing about this sort of stuff to strangers is the mid-life crisis. Ah well, make yourselves at home…)