Not feeling a thing

The date on my driver’s license says it. And so do the one or two little gray hairs popping up on my head. Even though I’m 37, there are times, plenty as a matter of fact, that I don’t feel like it. Mind you, I don’t feel older–in fact, I feel younger than that. I feel like I can (still) accomplish some things for myself and for others. And yes, still have fun at the same time. And still keep a child-like wonder. Here’s to not feeling my age. And here’s to more of it.

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