“ Then again, the Internet is a new kind of barometer for keeping track of exactly how old you feel: how many things you don’t get, how many mini-Internet worlds you can’t find the door to…Everywhere you go on the Internet there are rooms you don’t understand, people playing games you don’t know the rules to, teenagers doing drugs you’ve never heard of and can’t even pronounce. And you just walk through the halls of this house party, aging in fast forward, until you open the one last door at the end of the hallway and it’s Death. Ha, ha.
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-Dealing with your own cultural irrelevance (at age 28) via NYTIMES
A week ago today my 22 year old writer Chelsea was consoling our other writer Courtney on turning 24 that weekend. She was lamenting her birthday because 24 seemed so old. These are the same two that had to teach me about “Foster the People.”
