Enhco
If I were 22 again and single, I could probably fall in love with someone like the boy at the piano. It’s so strange for so much of life to suddenly be yesterday. I didn’t shave today and my skin looked so heavy, so weathered.
I don’t hate middle agedness, there are many advantages. I don’t feel the need to spend hours a week at the gym anymore. Some days my hair looks funny and I don’t particularly mind. Of course I still make an effort, I still dress properly, but now it’s more a part of the routine than an emotional necessity. Nothing left to prove, no one left to impress. There’s freedom in that.
Years ago I spent nights awake wondering what life would turn out to be. Now I know. It’s fine.
My Mazamet 
Yup. Embrace the middle agedness. 🙂
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says the other guy who’s my age and has greying hair 😛
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Lol. I learned to embrace it. I started greying in my early 20s. I used to color it but then my girlfriend asked me why. She said I looked better without the coloring and I haven’t done it since. 🙂
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It looks good on you. Mine started early too- but I’m really lazy, so I never took colouring seriously.
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(also) has greying hair.
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There is a vast amount of freedom when you have no-one left to impress, nothing left to prove.But what you call routine I call standards, not having to but liking to.
As GC says, embrace your middle agedness but you can feel happy that you don’t yet look the part.
Hugs
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Unless you look closely 🙂
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It’s nice to arrive at this point. Though realising there is more behind ( in terms of years) than there is ahead might be a bit daunting.
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It is indeed daunting; but I’m sure my flippancy will get me through 😀 It always has.
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Like salt in water, the self dissolves into nothingness.
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Maturity or decline?
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Maturity, sagacity, equanimity, and a few grey hairs.
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When I turned thirty, I completely freaked out. Someone told me that your thirties are generally better than your twenties, but I didn’t see how. Now I know. They are, for the reasons you mention, and it’s great.
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It gets better and it gets worse. Little by little all of those ‘one day maybes’ seem less and less maybe. More and more ‘probably not.’ And one day you wake up and realize there’s no greener grass. And at that point we really have to make the best of what there is and what has been.
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I agree. By now, I’ll probably never be a rock star. I think the key is to wake up early enough to keep the grass well watered, to spend as much of our lives as we can making things the best they can be.
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You do impress people, including myself, just by being who you are. There’s reality for you.
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I think your attitude is what everyone should strive for. I didn’t come to middle age gracefully, but kicking and fighting. Then I realized, as you already have, that I am comfortable with who I am (for the most part). The freedom is wonderful!
I think you are aging marvelously and with grace!
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