Back in January my mother had called to wish me the best of luck in the year of the pig. She also explained that for those born in the year of the snake (me), many difficulties lie ahead in the year of the pig. Something about pig versus snake balance followed. At that point I had tuned out. I’m not a believer of any sort of superstition, but I do find it fun to derive logic out of them when and if any logic exist at all.
The pig and the snake are on the opposite side in the zodiac. May be this is the basis of the presumed enemy status. Logically if you were born a snake, by the time you turn 6 you will have faced your first pig catastrophe (why can’t I have ice cream everyday?!). Add 12 year cycle to that and you get 18 (age of rebellion), 30 (the hill is here), 42 (mid life crisis?), ..etc. Let’s pick 30 to mull over.
30, according to my friends, is the age where you set yourself apart from the rest. Career-wise, it is the first point you can use to evaluate how far you’ve truly achieved and whether you are on the path to where you want to be. It is when you either get promoted or go elsewhere. In NY area, it is also the age where everyone seems to migrate from all-night clubbing to dinner parties and wine-cheese events. Elsewhere, you’re probably attending 2 or more weddings a year in addition to a few grandpa-grandma generation funerals and numerous baby showers. 30 is sort of where lives change - birth, death, marriage, career, etc. Of course all this also happens at 29 and 31 and all the other age, but hey, everyone focuses on 30 because it is a nice round number signifying the completion of 3 decades of your existence.
I am turning 30 this year. And for what it’s worth, it is the year of the pig. Swimming in the middle of the stream of what should be a catastophic milestone year feels surprisingly calm, tho certainly not at ease. A lot has and is happening to a lot of people around me. I am, for the most part, absorbing bits of their blow/glory/joy/sadness/excitement/tears. None of which relates to design blog, but all of which consumed my time from it. Hopefully by October, I’ll be reaching shores and resting a bit. We’ll see. Posts will be sparse. I’ll try my best.
In the meantime, pork chop’s on the menu.