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Friend turns 35, had visions of where he'd be at that age. His professional life is not where he thought it would be, mainly because the new economy bubble burst while he was in grad school, and he was lucky to land a decent position. But the job now keeps him so busy that he has little time to think, read, or spend time with friends. His personal life is still a work in process also. He's with someone he'd like to commit to, but he's not sure what he wants, or what she wants, which prevents him from fully committing. So, he's meandering through Brooklyn Botanical Garden pondering what it means that his life at 35 is not what he imagined. He's not unhappy; he's simply on an edge that could take him different directions.
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