Growing Pains

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Is it just me? God, I hope it isn’t, I THINK it isn’t. But what if it is? I’m gonna sound daft….

How old do you feel? I know that no-one really feels the age they are, most people being ‘stuck’ somewhere in their mid-twenties; personally I’m still 23. I have no earthly idea why that age in particular, but it was a good time in my life so it could be worse. I’m not sure that’s the best reason mind you but hey, I didn’t choose it… did I?

OK, now let’s reverse things, does anyone ever feel ‘mature’? I don’t mean a long standing feeling, or knowledge, that you are level-headed or just not ‘silly’ anymore or anything like that, more that you are struck by something, usually a trivial silly thing, and for that moment you feel “all grown up”. I get it now and again when Louise and I are driving somewhere, the moment comes and goes in a flash but sits in my brain long enough to be registered: “Look at us, driving in our car, all grown up.” It’s an odd sensation. Almost ‘out of body-esque’ for want of a better term, and it kinda throws me every time. Most odd.

Anyhoo, I’ll leave you with this final thought: Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.

This post was brought to you by the letter q, and the residue hangover of two bottles of red wine last night.