Running out of time?

It's odd. I have recently been feeling like I'm running out of time. Make no mistake, this has nothing to do with a biological clock and a latent need to procreate. I surrounded by enough babies lately, thank you very much.

No, this is more about the fact that I've just returned home and turned 30. I feels that I shouldn't or couldn't really pick up and live in another country again. Not that I want to go anywhere (except back to the Motherland) but still, I feel like that option is simply not opened to me any longer. I guess I'm a bit afraid that I'll meet someone and settle down here and that would be it for my worldly wanders. Not just 2 week vacations, but where you settle into a different culture for an extended period of time. Having done this several times, I know that I will always return home to Vancouver because it's just that...home. However, I still like the freedom that comes from moving into a new city. Not only are the people and cultures different from home but I can be different. At this age, I'm comfortable enough to be who I am but it's still liberating to be in a totally strange environment with no ties to the society. To observe it as an outsider at the some time as I experience it as an insider.

I know that my recent sense of, I guess "urgency" is the best word, is ridiculous. I'm still young and have a lot of good years before I have to be worried about settling down. And yet, I can't help what I feel and I definitely feel age bearing down. Or is that reality biting me in the ass as I start to talk about settling down in Vancouver??? Food for thought.