Growing up...
I've had a lot of free time on my hands lately, due mainly to working on the night shift to really let mind mind go off on tangents. One of the thoughts that I keep coming back to is, when are we supposed to start feeling like grown-up? I don't mean old as in achy joints, a stiff back and the alzheimer (where'd I put my glasses) moments, cause I get those plenty. I mean when does the thought process change, and I get to be crutchity, stuborn, and 'wise'?
A few friends and I have been discussing this topic off and on for the past few months during our weekly cigar sessions. The only thing we've really figured out on this is that none thinks that we have had a change in our emotional or thought responses for years. I'm pretty sure that my mind assimilates information in the same way as it did in the same way it did when I was 16 or 17. Is it because I'm immature now, was mature then, or has the change been too gradual for me to notice?
The reason I bring this up is that I face mortality on a daily basis and it just makes you wonder some times about the person you have created from the foundation laid by your parents in the course of living.
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"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference." - Robert Frost
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