Another day, another year, another number. I only feel old when thinking about the younger family members, like my cousins who are seniors in high school...I think, wait, they're going to college in the fall?! Yikes. I only feel old thinking how I'm now only 3 years away from 30. Not that 30 is old. Nope. Because once I start thinking 30 is old, well...its all downhill from there. It just, feels old when you think about it. But it's all relative. A 30 year old house is not old, a 30 year old car however...
Can I just pretend that it's my 25th birthday again? I seem to have stopped keeping track since then. I have to stop and think about it when someone asks me how old I am now. Then comes the snarky "What, you forgot how old you are? Man you're getting old..." To which I say, STFU... The point is I feel no older than 25, and frankly I hope that feeling lasts for many more years. With any luck my aging process will be similar to this....
Bahahaha.
I'm not old...I'm not old...
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