Age

Lately I've been discovering just how old I am. Certainly my body enjoys reminding me daily. I usually ache when I get out of bed in the morning. Today I had visible knots in my back, pretty sure that's not a good thing. I've also realized I begin most of my stories with "When I was a freshmen" and proceed to talk about things and people nobody around me has any recollection of. In one sense, I am happy because I worry about immaturity sometimes and it's good to see how far I've come by reminiscing and realizing it has been a long time. On the other hand, it saddens me that I don't share as much with those around me as I used to. I feel I'm loosing touch.

I think the weirdest thing has been my stomach. I'm pretty sure it lost three sizes, kind of like Jim Carey's heart in "The Grinch". I used to be able to eat a lot, now I'm feeling sick after half a plate of food and a glass of water. Nate thinks it's because I'm depressed, which I'm not sure I agree with. It would make sense though. I think it is just my metabolism slowing down. Whatever the case, I'm having to be much more careful with what I put on my tray. I'm sure it's good for me, but it's tough to have to think about. If this is what old age is like, I don't want to have to think about it. :-S