24 April, 2008
Blowing Out the Candles
Today is my 37th birthday. At least, that's what the calendar says. I don't "feel" 37 (what the hell does that mean anyways?). Physically, I feel closer to 47. Mentally, about 22. I guess maybe age really is just a number after all, especially these days. People are living longer and most of us still try to hang on to our youth for as long as we can by doing things that respectable adults shouldn't. I mean, at 37 should I still get giddy about video games, comics, and "geek" fantasy? Should I still listen to the Beastie Boys, Soundgarden and Rage Against the Machine? Should I still be working jobs that a diploma-less 18 year old could? Probably not. But the point is, these days anything goes. Nobody really judges anyone else because we all do things that tradition tells us we should have given up years ago. Maybe that's the secret to staying young. To just keep thinking you are and to act like it every day.