hi odon, i know what you're getting at, i think. i'm actually loving being 34 years and 4 days old. it's like i'm finally coming of age. i've had a pretty shitty/hard life up until now. i'm starting to understand myself and how the universe works. like a butterfly emerging for the first time and seeing the world for the first time through old eyes with a new perspective on life. i look at younger people and giggle at how they think they are the first to do/be what they are and love how they think they are invincible. i see older folks and love who they are... mellow, humble with patience and love, knowing someday i will be that way too. i am really enjoying the NOW in my life. i finally feel like a grown up in a lot of ways and wouldn't trade ages with anyone.
Watch some reruns of that 80s U.S. TV show called 'Thirtysomething'. The show was aimed at the baby boomers who were in their 30s at the time. Man that was an awful whiney show, especially the guy with the long hair. .
I'm supposing his super powers are that of being invisible, having retractable limbs and the over worldly ability to beat you at chess?
The 30 to 35 range seems to be unique in some respects. Like someone else here said, if you're single and didn't bother to start a family, you're getting too old for the bar scene and picking up young people. At the same time, you go home to an empty house. That age seems to be the one where single guys start becoming afflicted with a preoccupation with things like fetish stuff, conspiracy and truther theories, and other off-center things. Maybe just too much time starts becoming available at that age for people who haven't started a family. .