1) when i was younger, the thought of getting old never crossed my mind. now was that good or stupid? anyway later i realized i could get old. how? the morror told me so. mirror, you know...it always tells the truth. should i hate it or should i like it?
2) my parents' generation is happier than their parents' and my generation is happier than my parents'. but when i look at my nephews and their friends, all in their mid 20s, i notice they are much happier and more care free than my generation.
me being less happy...that's not acceptable.
i guess i'll just have to make myself happier than them all, even at this age. can i do it though? well, the desire is there. we'll see.