Geez. I don't feel old. Well, ok, maybe my body does at times, but mentally I don't feel old and I'm still as mentally sharp as I've ever been.
What was I talking about?
Oh yeah.
I went over to the grocery store to pick up another 12 pack as someone sneaked into my room and drank mine while I wasn't looking. I was standing in line waiting to pay for my purchase. WI has this thing where they have to enter your birth date into the register any time you buy anything evil like alcohol or tobacco. The guy in line in front of me told the cashier his birth date.
Damn! He's only four months older than I am but he looks, well, middle aged. He was 3/4 bald and looked a lot older than I do. Or does he?
Maybe I look older than I think I do. I know my beard makes me look older because it has some grey in it. Or maybe it makes me look my age?
Damn! I'm reminded of the time a few years back when I was in a club down in TX talking to this very cute college girl and thought I was really doing well. At some point in the conversation she called me "sir". That really took the wind out of my sails, let me tell you! It was nice talking to you kid.
The idea that I am basically the same age as that guy in line in front of me kinda struck me to the quick. He looked...well...old. I can't be old. Except for the aches and pains here and there I feel pretty much the same as I did when I was 16. Well, ok, maybe a little smarter.
Shit, that "little smarter" bit is a sign of maturity. I'm doomed! And I'm old!
When did this shit happen? I don't even remember any damn hill let alone going over it.
This simply isn't fair!
Youth is wasted on the young!