There's quite a bit of talk about Saturn's Return in many circles, as those of us between my age (27) and my sister's age (30) go through our quarter-life crises, or whatever you want to call them. It's almost unanimous that we look at each other one day and ask ourselves "What happened? Where am I going?" and it's so unflattering because we know it's so common. There is no one answer, not even 42. We decide on a case-by-case basis what we can give up and what we can keep, how to re-invigorate our lives, and how to finally match the reality of life with the dreams we had while growing up.

I found a post recently that rang true with how we feel at times, lost, going through the motions because we don't know how to do anything else at that time and place. I'm also aware that I'm incredibly lucky to live in a place where the options are almost endless - all you have to do is take that leap over the cliff to change your perspective and try new things - and those new things are only 20 blocks uptown or downtown.

Technically, I suppose I haven't reached my Saturn Return. I'm a bit young chronologically, but over the past four years, I feel that I've paid my dues for my quarter-life crisis and then some. It's always good to know that you're not alone, however, and that we all are going through the same things, albeit at different times and with different specific circumstances, but that the emotions are the same. It's what keeps us reaching for human contact no matter how often we've been hurt, and what makes us realize that sometimes it's all worth the pain and trouble to emerge on the other side knowing that you did the best you could. And that no matter what anyone says, your best is always good enough.