One day I was thinking about all the old people I know, like all the old ladies in my neighborhood. I was thinking about all the old of men in my town. I wondered where they were and what they would be doing. Then I realized that they’re all deceased. Then I realized that I am them; I am the “old” person now. 😬

It’s funny. The older I get, the older “old” becomes. When I was a kid I thought 20 was an old age. You would be a full fledged adult by then. Then in my late teens I saw that 20 year olds were still finding their way around the world. So I thought 30 was old. 30 year olds had kids and mortgages and such. Then in my 30s I thought that late-50s was old. People are nearing retirement at that age. Now that I’m 47 I don’t think any age is old. You just live your best life until the end.