I've thought a lot lately about my life, what it's about, why am I here, what's the point, etc. This isn't a new train of thought, but as I'm sure others might have guessed long before I came along, it takes on a new significance the older you get.

For instance, I'm 2 weeks short of my 33rd birthday, and I'm just now returning from a night on the town. Although the last two hours spent dancing was everything I wanted the evening to be, there was a point at about 10:30 when I was wondering what the hell I was doing at that bar, with those people, having those conversations. Which brings me to my point, sort of.

I haven't even been drinking tonight.

That wasn't my point. The point is, that after nights like these, when I get home sometime between 2 and dawn, I keep saying to myself, see? I'm still young! I can have more fun out and about than most of the people I know who are significantly younger than myself!

But I'm about to be 33. Why do I need to keep proving to myself that I'm young? I am young! In mind and in body (mostly).

I think about people who are younger than myself, who are married and have kids and maybe even own a house (gasp!), and I wonder if it's better on that side of the fence, and should I want those things, and does what they do on a Saturday night make what I do on a Saturday night pointless and irrelevant.

I can tell you that writing a long-winded blog post at 2:45 a.m. is pointless and irrelevant. And sitting for 3 hours in a bar with a bunch of people I hardly know or care to know, and yelling at them over the din of the dj, and drinking coke because I'm the DD, is pointless and irrelevant.

But the dancing ... the dancing was awesome.

Speaking of dancing and long nights, we're going to the Saddlerack on the 12th. Join us!! It'll be fun! As I tell my friends, even if you're not into two-stepping, they have at least 2 bars and the people-watching is priceless.

And so ends this rambling, albeit sober, glimpse into my brain in the wee hours of a Saturday night/Sunday morning. Stay tuned for this post to be either deleted or rewritten when I have the time and energy.