In my mind, Tom Selleck was the mustache representative of “guy” at the time I wrote this strip, as I was still living in the 80s in my mind, and replaying Magnum PI in my head. Actually, might be good to know, I stopped watching television in the late 80s, and so, my pop cultural references were not much expanded after that.
I used to worry more about a mid-life crisis than I do now. I think that after choosing your path at age 18, and you find yourself at 40, and you remember you might have had dreams, and you try to find them again, and it comes out of your still 18 year old arrested development self, and it ends up looking like a sports car.
I think it’s a fine thing. I think it’s good to explore your dreams. Good to say, what more could I be, could I experience. Just as I think it is good to look at what you have and remember how much you value it.
Anyhow, my life has been a roller-coaster of weirdness. So, the whole concept of a mid-life crisis is a bit turned on its head for me. It probably won’t show up, or shows up repetitively, or will look like a kangaroo or an omelet.
My sports car is a Telecaster. Oddly (because I didn’t intend it this way), it’s cherry red — the color of all midlife crisis sports cars. Great. Now I’m the douchebag I feared becoming.
There are the dreams which might have been forgotten. You go looking for them and the process of getting back to them might involve the sports car.
Mine’s a black Miata, BTW.
There’s also the person who wants you to stay the same, not fall by the wayside, as they might imagine your going off wandering.
The “crisis car” wording has something to do with fear, I think.
They want you to accept the present instead of going off changing things because of some long lost dreaming they are not a part of.
They don’t think they fit in the crisis car and that you will drive off without them.
Doesn’t it seem so…
s.
Yes. Life has many many crossroads. And adding another human being to the mixture which is our life always makes it even more complex.
I hope the other person finds a spot inside your car, if that is the way you hope it should be. <3
Oh God… I am so depressed. Men-growing-older are the most depressing sort of human. Especially when they can’t accept it. God.
sorry, 3 of my 4 cars have been mainly sports cars since high school and also Harleys. never had a midlife crisis since i did it all, all along. 66 now and might have a crisis with this short term memory stuff.
Live long and prosper.
I started having midlife crises at 19. I wore out motorcycles pretty early on, though. It’s the radical idea of doing what you want instead of what you’re told to do that makes you a midlife-crisis type, not a particular vehicle or musical instrument.
I bought sports cars and motorcycles in my 40s and 50s because I could finally afford them!
Well that’s what I tell myself…