The Psychological Landmark

Twenty years of life has gone by. Ah… twenty is nothing. For an 80 year old, 20 is nothing. But for a 20 year old, 20 is everything, and the only thing. This post should have come many months ago, but my 20 something brain wanted to know more. After stepping out of those so called teens, a fourth dimension has been added to everything I see and observe. It’s common knowledge that when one enters the teen life, a whole new universe is discovered. There’s suddenly a need for attention and yet independence. A monster is born within, a monster that wants an answer and reason to everything. A monster that wants to challenge and protest every trickle of doubt and questioning. A monster that is impatient. A monster that jumps tracks and signals without a care in the world. A monster that wants to stand up against every command and demand. A monster that wants to have all the say. A monster that wants everyone else to listen. A monster that thinks its view is the only right thing in the world. A monster that wants to serve no one but wants to be served. An adventurous monster.

 

Now, all that has changed. It was the psychological landmark that changed everything. Going past those numbers that contain the word ‘teen’, things suddenly seem to be having another side, and another story. Seriousness and patience dominate every decision made and that’s something that’s a sharp contrast to the before 19 life. Now that I have crossed that psychological landmark, I can actually experience that change. It feels good to be more patient, more stable, and more cautious. The weirdest thing in all this is, it’s not something we learn. It’s automatic. It just comes. The point at which change makes its way varies from person to person, but it does happen. Events in life seem occur in such a way that, certain lessons are learnt and the brain starts to change. It’s like a big jigsaw puzzle that seems to be getting clearer as we manage to relate and place all the pieces…

 

Jigsaw puzzle aside, my current project seems to be a bigger and more intricate puzzle that’s getting vaguer day by day. So instead of talking crap, its better I do move away from this dreamy, hypothetical psychological landmark and start applying it in the real world to see if it works.