27-Year-Old Flight Attendant

Cliche isn't it.  Well but then that's exactly what my ex-affair guy is dating right now I found out.  I looked her up on facebook and she's pretty and fits exactly the type that the bankers look for.  Young, flexible job, good housewife material.  Not that I wouldn't have picked the same if I were in the same shoe.

27.  That was when I first fell for the guy who said he was in love with me.  And 7 years later, he got a divorce and again went for another 27-year-old.  I don't dispute the choice.  But somehow I feel a bit down.  I am no longer 27.  I can no longer have all the hopes and dreams and the idealism of the 27-year-old.  Moving on.  He divorced his wife who's older than him, like 40 and now going after 27 year old.  This is so much like my coworker, who's also 38, married someone older, and probably will go for someone who's 27,  like the young girl from another department circling around him.  My ex from San Francisco also married someone 25 or 27 when he was 38.  My brother, 25 when he was 38.  In the big picture, I am over my prime.  While fantasizing, while stuck in inertia, while trying to keep my job in finance so my lifelong pursuit of something better would bear fruit, I said goodbye to my prime.  Those I had crush on, those I loved, have already moved on to the next generation of women.

Trying not to be bitter about it.  My natural state always comes with a touch of abrasive quality as I've been told.

What similarities between my two ex-crushes.  Same age, same birthday month, same wife type etc.

And the 27-year-old flight attendant also shares the same birthday as him.  A match made in heaven.

The fact that this happened in the States and not in Asia also gave me comfort, knowing that men are all the same.