No Big Deal

So, it's my last weekend as a twenty-something. And, no my stomach isn't cramping from anxiety, not just yet anyway. It's really not as big a deal as I thought it would be, but then again is anything in life ever really as big a deal as we ever think it'll be? Maybe I'll feel a trifle bothered and irritated when, in a few years I have to check the next age bracket box on forms. Moving into the next age group might be a bit daunting and soul crushing. I dunno. All of my thirty-something friends and acquaintances made me think this "return of Saturn"(if you will) was such a monumental event. I thought maybe I'd be granted an epiphany or audience with the Dali lama who'd then impart the meaning of life to me. But. so far it's just another birthday to me.
Like when I turned 21
or 25
or 18 even
I guess I just don't get the big deal.
I mean is there something I'm not getting, or something I'm just not feeling? Should I feel like it's more important than I do? I guess I could fake it. Just so people aren't offended when my response to their inquiry: "so how's it feel to be 30 huh?"(of course aforementioned questioner has a loopy, all knowing grin plastered on their face anticipating my gloomy answer) Is a resounding shrug.
But I digress.
Here's what has me jazzed about my birthday. I took the week after next as vay-cay. I'm getting icecream cake(I hope, because I really love icecream cake-the kind with real cake and icecream that is) I'm going to go see "The Ruins" (my friend Steven recommend it. He said it was "really gory and about people quarantined on a Mayan ruin, and the surrounding vines are alive!") I mean I love gore and ancient Mayan ruins! I'm going to go see bodies the exhibition! finally! And of course food. Good food. I want to find a fabulous tapas bar. I'm obsessed with tapas. Y'know in Spain they go tapas bar hopping? How cool is that? Keep your liquor fueled bar hoppin' nights folks, I'd much prefer appetizer hopping thank you. Plus they siesta. I'm seriously considering a move to Spain. But, most importantly, I'm looking forward to doing whatever the hell I fancy, and not a thing that even resembles work.
I'm still kinda holding out for that epiphany though.