|It's hard to be too depressed when this is my daily commute...|
In this case, I feel like it's my youth that I'm leaving. Not that 50 is old, but I remember when I was a teen, the 50 year olds all seemed to have a good grasp of being an adult and being reliable and responsible. Now that I'm here, I get the feeling that they were just pretending. Turning 50 seems to be a much bigger deal than 40. I'm half way! (Oh, yeah, I never did turn 40, I've been 39 for the last 11 years and am now going directly from 39 to 50. No wonder it's such a big step!) I guess now I'll have to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I still want to be astronaut, and a rock star, and win Wimbledon. I probably should pick something and start practicing, I only have 50 more years. I think my 'second half of life' resolution will be to try to pay more attention to who and what's good in my life and get rid of the extraneous stuff.
|and this is the end of my day.|