The Edge of Extraordinary and Ordinary

Write what you know. 

What do I know? But seriously, what do I know? As an almost thirty-year-old living on the edge of constant nostalgia for the years already past and the bottomless empty pit of the ‘What’s to come?’, ‘Should I have children?’, ‘Am I where I want to be in life?’. I’d say, quite confidently, that I don’t know much. 

So while I sit on the edge of leaving my 20s and stumbling… falling… No. Ascending into my 30s, I figured – while already deep in an existential crisis – I might as well ask myself that question. ‘What do I know?’ 

After a recent binge of Gilmore Girls (for the second time, maybe the third), I saw Rory, the lead in this story of mother-daughter love, friendship, and wit, go through those years I have so much nostalgia for. But in the 10-year revival, she lands herself in a complete rut, sitting on that exact edge. Her career has come to a crashing halt, her love life is questionable, she has no direction, she’s convinced she’s a failure. She has no apartment and no money. 

‘Your job’s a joke, you’re broke, your love life’s DOA’. Sound familiar? 

But while she navigates that journey, does some soul-searching, and gets hit with some real talk by beloved characters that have influenced her life, she gets inspired. In one of those perfect cameos, Jess, a bad-boy ex-boyfriend turned wise and successful, says ‘It’s a rut, it’s temporary, you’re a writer, ruts are normal’, ‘You need to find something to write, something that you’re passionate about’, ‘You should write a book and I know what you should write’, ‘You should write about you and your mom’.

Write about what you know. So here I am, hoping for that same wave of inspiration. Running that question through my mind over and over and over again. ‘What do I know?’