Inklings
I always thought that when I reached the age I am now, I’d feel old. And I don’t mean aches and pains, although I have them. I mean that my mind would feel like it was old. But it doesn’t.
Especially living where I do, my age isn’t really old yet – but it is standing in the doorway. And we are talking about my young mind – the same mind that decided 28 was the perfect age because a person had enough experience by then to have gained some wisdom, but wasn’t so old that their physical abilities had been limited much.
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