3/30/99 rearview mirror.Today we went to the "Alanis Morissette" concert with Yogi and Carla. I can't believe that they are going to be married in less than two weeks....April 10th, my birthday. It makes me stop and wonder; "Will Jon (Yogi's real name) change like I did after he gets married? Will he become less accessable like I did? Or is it only me? My bet is that Yogi will always be Yogi, and that I'm one of the few guys that really let marriage change me into somebody I barely recognize.
It's not like I hate being married... I love my wife, and I'm certain that she loves me (at least most of the time). I just didn't know that I would give up so many things I liked about myself. Things like drawing, and hour long daydreams. My life now is being an adult and a member of a group, at times barely competent to hold the title of Husband or Father. It's not as easy as my dad made it look. Occasionally though, as I bumble my way from work to the house I rent 29.3 miles away... with the music cranked up, drumming on the steering wheel, singing in my horrible nasal monotone at the top of my lungs, I will check the rear view mirror for a brief glimpse of myself from over a decade ago. Gotta go, it's time to commute.
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singing at the top of my lungs.