Acum dou\u0103 zile un amic bun cu care nu m-am mai v\u0103zut de ceva luni \u00een bucuria \u015fi simpatia revederii \u00eemi spune c\u0103 am \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nit \u015fi c\u0103 am sl\u0103bit. Las sl\u0103bitul de o parte – de\u015fi e amuzant, mai ales la metabolismul meu rapid, s\u0103 v\u0103d reac\u0163iile apropia\u0163ilor, cu “te-ai \u00eengr\u0103\u015fat” sau cu “ai sl\u0103bit”, \u00een revederile noastre rare ce-s \u00een contradic\u0163ie cu raportarea mea instant\u0103 de sine. A\u015fa… am \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nit. Nu era era firesc? Ba era. \u015ei chiar o resimt – c\u0103ci pu\u015ftoaicele \u00een lumina difuz\u0103 a clubului \u00eemi dau 26, nu 22 ca alt\u0103 dat\u0103, \u015fi deja 26 \u0103sta… e ceva, e o v\u00e2rst\u0103, nu mai e tinere\u0163e f\u0103r\u0103 b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u0163e \u015fi…<\/p>\n
M-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit la un concert cu o vecin\u0103. Bun\u0103-bun\u0103. Ce-\u0163i face fata? Mul\u0163umesc, mare, cre\u015fte frumos. Eh mare… \u00een fine, c\u00e2t are acum? A f\u0103cut 3 ani. Cum 3 ani, c\u00e2nd? P\u0103i… 3. Auleu, eu aveam impresia c\u0103 are 1 an \u015fi ceva. Mie \u00eemi spui? P\u0103i \u015fi Mihai c\u00e2t are acum? 10 ani. Cum 10 ani?! Nu are 10 ani, are 5-6 ani! 10 are m\u0103i. (z\u00e2mbe\u015fte). \u015ei eu simt la fel.<\/p>\n
\u00cent\u00e2lnit cu fostul coleg de banc\u0103 din general\u0103 \u015fi dup\u0103 una-alta, fac bine, cum e munca, ce burt\u0103 ai\/n-ai, fac sport, muieri etc \u00eemi spune c\u0103 vrea s\u0103 se apuce de dat cu motorul. E\u015fti nebun \u00eei zic, e\u015fti intelectual \u015fi \u015ftii foarte bine ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 asta, nu? Da, \u015ftiu… dar \u00eemi place, amicii mei \u015famd. \u00ceh\u00eem. “P\u0103i am 33, sunt \u00eenc\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103r<\/em>“. E\u015fti pe naiba \u00eenc\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103r la 33, nu mai e\u015fti mai t\u00e2n\u0103r, e\u015fti mare, suntem mari. Eh… dup\u0103 40, vedem.<\/p>\n 1. Goana dup\u0103 tinere\u0163e a devenit deja o obsesie. Poate ar fi cazul s\u0103 \u00eencerc s\u0103 m\u0103 mai relaxez \u00een aceast\u0103 chestiune. Acum dou\u0103 zile un amic bun cu care nu m-am mai v\u0103zut de ceva luni \u00een bucuria \u015fi simpatia revederii \u00eemi spune c\u0103 am \u00eemb\u0103tr\u00e2nit \u015fi c\u0103 am sl\u0103bit. Las sl\u0103bitul de o parte – de\u015fi e amuzant, mai ales la metabolismul meu rapid, s\u0103 v\u0103d reac\u0163iile apropia\u0163ilor, cu “te-ai \u00eengr\u0103\u015fat” sau cu “ai sl\u0103bit”, […]<\/p>\nRead More →<\/a>","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[18],"class_list":["post-3472","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-orice","tag-last-temptation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3472","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3472"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3472\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3472"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3472"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kul.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3472"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n2. Ultimii doi-trei ani chiar au trecut. Nu pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine, ci cu mine. Ce-a fost, a fost – a fost bine, a fost \u015fi r\u0103u. Dar refuz s\u0103 accept trecerea timpului, iar pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 asta m\u0103 \u00eenfioar\u0103 c\u0103 \u00een fiecare an, b\u0103i dar \u00een fieeeecare an o nou\u0103 genera\u0163ie face 18 ani<\/u>. \u015ei ciuda asta nu e legat\u0103 numai de mine, ci o am \u015fi pentru ei. O v\u0103d at\u00e2t de frumu\u015fic\u0103 \u015fi de proasp\u0103t\u0103, admirat\u0103 cu coada ochiului pe ringul de dans \u015fi dup\u0103 2-3 ani m\u0103 oftic\u0103 at\u00e2t de tare s\u0103 v\u0103d c\u0103 devine femeie-femeie, c\u0103 se duce “\u00een jos<\/em>“. Un pic de riduri, un pic de mai multe griji, cu e\u015fecuri, cu dezam\u0103giri, ca \u00een via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi cu fireasca experien\u0163\u0103 care i se adun\u0103 pe fa\u0163a \u015fi \u00eei rotunje\u015fte bine \u015foldurile.
\n3. De c\u00e2nd au murit bunicii de la S\u0103cele \u00eemi dau seama c\u0103 ai mei au \u015fi ei o v\u00e2rsta \u015fi nu vor fi aici pentru totdeauna – ha, valabil la toat\u0103 lumea, doah – \u015fi c\u0103 cei 20+ de ani c\u00e2t mai au (“it’s a fact”, este aproape matematic, e o medie, e o gen\u0103)… b\u0103i! nu e chiar a\u015fa mult. Mi s-au \u00eent\u00e2mplat multe \u00een 20 de ani, dar… nu (e) chiaaar at\u00e2t de mult(e). wtf
\n4. Probabil ca \u015fi Woody Allen, am nevroze din astea urbane din seria “I’m really going to die someday”. \u015ei chiar dac\u0103 m\u0103 onoreaz\u0103 pe nedrept de mult compara\u0163ia, tot o fac.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"