Thinking ahead to my next real blog post, I’m just now writing down the things I learned at the CA traffic class I took yesterday. One thing I was reminded of at the class that has nothing whatsoever to do with driving correctly is that whenever I see a person who’s about my age (51), I pretty much never think of myself as the same age as that person. Instead, I always automatically think the same thing about them that I would have thought about them when I was much younger, which is, “That person is so much older than I they can’t possibly relate to anything in my life.”

Then I remember I am the age of the person about whom I’m thinking that.

Apparently in some organic/instinctive/stupid sense, I’m always going to be, to me, twenty-two years old.

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  • onemansbeliefs

    The Mrs. & I were in New York City visiting the Juilliard Bookstore when we had one of these moments. The student behind the cash register asked if we had a child that attended Juilliard. How dare he. We set him straight by informing him that the Mrs. was a graduate of the school. Later, as we were having lunch, I said to the Mrs. that we indeed were old enough to have a child at Juilliard. She responded with, "I know, I don't want to talk about it."

  • http://heckledtrio.wordpress.com HK

    I gotta share this one with my husband, who turns 40 in a couple months. Wonder if he thinks the asme thing!


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