I have to admit that these days bouncers at venues don’t usually ask for my ID anymore. In my thirties I thought that is quite insensitive on their part.
A few years on somehow that hurt is just gone and I love the look on people’s faces when I tell them I have spent more than 40 years on this planet.
Yes! I remember getting a Commodore 64 as my first computer, calling people on landlines and waiting for a new cassette to be released when Madonna was still cool.
And I also have a range of experiences and knowledge of life in a deeper sense. I am not afraid of horror movies and can cook edible stuff made out of random things left in the pantry, and am capable of managing business units too while my toddler’s voice ringing in my ear: More food!
Yes my knees sound like tin man’s without being oiled for a decade and I noticed I favour a quiet night now, but who says aging is not fun?
I can’t wait for the time when I can say: “Oh, I should have done that already? Well at my age you know it just slips your mind.”