Older but certainly not wiser

I am back. Another school year is ending for my lad. It is kind of sad. Not for him, but for me. It just seems to mean I am getting older. I find that so hard to believe. I am locked into a 20 year old mentality. I see people, my peers, around me getting older but I stay the same age. It just is not true. I know this, but almost refuse to believe it.

I fully understand how Wooderson felt when he said "I love high school girls. I keep getting older but they stay the same age" (Dazed and Confused for those of you who did not get the reference). It scares me when something so simple can be so profound. But it is true for me, only a bit different.

I know I am getting older. I know this because I am having trouble reading small print, especially in low light. I am not ready for glasses, though. I noticed my 60 year old uncle, who does not wear glasses, has been using those reader glasses (magnifying glasses that look like granny glasses). He could put them on beads and look like an old lady playing canasta.

I really want to be Peter Pan. He had it right, though I want to be a young adult. That is a misnomer as I want the adult treatment and benefits without the responsibilities. That is just wrong and I accept that, but a madman can dream, or just fantasize.

Is that a mid-life crisis that I smell? No, it is just dog crap. Oh well, I will persevere and grow up (kicking and screaming all the way). It may not be dignified but there is no need for dignity now. It is a luxury that I can ill afford right now.

Well enough about me, how you all doing? Well have a good one. Ciao!