Lordy, lordy...

It's strange to realize I have made middle-age.

I honestly cannot believe I'm that old, but the calendar doesn't lie. Come October 25, I will have been on this earth for 40 years. Trust me, I'm just as surprised as you will. I for some reason think I am still in my 30s. And looking in the mirror does not really dissuade me from that.

For the most part when I look in the mirror I do not see an old man or at least middle-aged man. I see no left lines I see no wrinkles I do see a few gray hairs; actually a lot a gray hairs. The only real physical difference I notice is the weight gain. I like to say it's just because I'm too lazy, but sometimes, in my more morose mods I think to myself I was trying to fill a hole that tore open my soul several years go. But I digress-that hole is nearly disappeared.

You wouldn't be able to judge my age by my attitude and behavior. In fact, the one thing I can never be accused of is acting my age. For example, about a week ago I was paying some bills at the local bank when I heard a frog croak. I spent the next 5 min. after hearing that looking for the frog  just so I can see it and possibly hold it for a bit. Not really a mature thing to do but it was kind of fun looking for it. No, I never really act my age. I can, if I want to, but really why? It's not as much fun.

No, there's only one time I actually feel my age, if not a little bit older. That's usually first thing in the morning. Maybe it's just not wanting to get out of bed (or the arthritis) but man do I just feel ancient. Then again, I think that's actually universal, so maybe I shouldn't worry about it.

So here I stand, about to enter my fourth decade of life. I look at it like the man who fell off the building and can be heard saying as he falling " so far, so good". I know my life is not nearly complete, that I have much more to do. Hopefully I'll get most of what I want done in life done, and enjoy doing it. We shall see...