When you're in your early 20s, the world is your oyster.  Responsibilities?  What responsibilities?  The only thing you have to do is get to work on time... not hungover... and even that gets some wiggle room.  In your 20s you have the freedom to drop everything for a quick Vegas weekend with your pals to make memories none of you will EVER speak of again.  You don't have anyone to ask permission from.  You don't have anyone to answer to.  But then, perhaps, you get married and there's suddenly another person to consider with every decision.  Children come in the picture.  Before you know it you're dropping out of your Culture Club cover band in order to spend more time at the office to get that promotion.  Dinner with the family gives way to "we made a plate for you; it's in the fridge."  You miss soccer games, dances, and dates because you're in a meeting.  "And then," as Pink Floyd so eloquently sang, "one day you find ten years have got behind you," and you're staring at yourself in the mirror wondering what the hell happened.

That's exactly what 46-year-old John Jerryson is going through.  "What happened to backpacking around the world?  What has become of my once thrilling marriage?  Why did I trade spontaneity for stability?" he's wondering.

Jerryson took to Reddit to share a very profound message for readers, and personally, I think this is the most important thing you'll read today.


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