Unadorned, unexplained yet forever the subject of something or the other.
There are so many sayings such as “you are only as old as you feel”, Mark Twain’s “Age is an issue of mind over matter: if you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter”, Helen Hayes “Age isn’t important unless you’re a cheese” resonates just fine with me and I am also fond of Sophocles’ “A man growing old becomes a child again” (the great thinker and philosopher didn’t say what happens to women so I’ll take Mark Twain’s “Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been”.)
And of course there’s Dr. Seuss’s “Adults are obsolete children”.
Age is measured by how one looks, good or bad for “one’s age”; age is again measured by whether or not one has a gainful job; age is measured by one’s education; age is measured by many things – and never more so now than when we have access to quizzes via Facebook along the lines of “how does your taste indicate your age”; “what do your friends say about your age” and the like.
Recently a good friend sent me the latest in an e-mail.
Am giving you the link just in case and loved my own results, thus the blog even if it means
putting my real chronological age into the public sphere..