forty

24 Aug

I guess I’m officially “old” or something now. Empirically, when considering actuary tables, I’m on the downslope now, whatever that means.

I don’t feel that old, at least mentally, I don’t feel any different than I did ten years ago. Physically, the body is sometimes letting me down, but for some reason, I’ve had to re-institute a teenage skin care regimen, because I’m breaking out in pimples left and right. I guess that’s a wash.

Otherwise, the day wasn’t bad. I got to play rock star. That’s always cool.

Anyway, as I’ve said before, I’m not going to suddenly assume “old” person behaviors (other than the usual responsible, job-holding, bill-paying person I’ve been since it was necessary) because the world expects me to. I’m going to keep doing what I want. And, since I never really tried on the “staid, mature, adult” personality, I’m not going to feel the need to grow a ponytail and run out and buy a convertible. No need for a midlife crisis when I’ve never pretended to be anything else than what I am.

Still might buy that convertible someday, but when I do, it won’t be a sad effort to recapture my lost youth; it’ll be because I need a Miata to enter in autocross competitions.

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