I don't understand why people are worried about anyone knowing their age. Dyeing grey hair, injecting poison into your face... Bugger that.

Vanity is the Devil's favorite sin.

[JuZ]

Vanity I understand to some degree, although with each passing year it's obvious to everyone around me that my vanity is fast disappearing, for better or worse.

What confuses me though is the obsession with youth.. I seem to have acquired my sensibilities from another era.

Youthfulness for the sake of youthfulness makes no sense to me. Young people, for all their brilliant qualities, are generally less interesting (to me), less knowledgeable and less... I don't know... valuable sounds wrong. I guess I just see age as an enriching process, rather than a diminishing one. I genuinely love my grey hair, bald head and crow's feet and wouldn't go back to looking like the 25 year old I was, given the choice.

Could do with the better health, but that's a functionality issue.

We should all be so lucky to grow old.

I love it when people think I'm about 17 because I dress and talk and act like a grotty teenager when I'm actually 26.

Speaking of, it was my birthday yesterday and while 26 isn't really a milestone, it pissed all over any birthday I've ever had. Shower of my best buddies came down, we had a huge barbie, watched films on the side of the house with the projector and got completely wasted. My bessie surprised me by arranging for the DJ of one of my favourite bands to come fly over and surprise me as well. In hindsight I think in trying to prove that they're your favourite member of the band over the more popular ones, saying "That one sounds like a paedophile and that one I would like to put my bra on him because I think it would fit." is dangerously not wise.

I love it when people think I'm about 17 because I dress and talk and act like a grotty teenager when I'm actually 26.

Speaking of, it was my birthday yesterday and while 26 isn't really a milestone, it pissed all over any birthday I've ever had. Shower of my best buddies came down, we had a huge barbie, watched films on the side of the house with the projector and got completely wasted. My bessie surprised me by arranging for the DJ of one of my favourite bands to come fly over and surprise me as well. In hindsight I think in trying to prove that they're your favourite member of the band over the more popular ones, saying "That one sounds like a paedophile and that one I would like to put my bra on him because I think it would fit." is dangerously not wise.

Dangerously? No. Hilariously? YES!!

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Vanity I understand to some degree, although with each passing year it's obvious to everyone around me that my vanity is fast disappearing, for better or worse.

What confuses me though is the obsession with youth.. I seem to have acquired my sensibilities from another era.

Youthfulness for the sake of youthfulness makes no sense to me. Young people, for all their brilliant qualities, are generally less interesting (to me), less knowledgeable and less... I don't know... valuable sounds wrong. I guess I just see age as an enriching process, rather than a diminishing one. I genuinely love my grey hair, bald head and crow's feet and wouldn't go back to looking like the 25 year old I was, given the choice.

Could do with the better health, but that's a functionality issue.

We should all be so lucky to grow old.

I agree with this. Not everyone is as sage when it comes to their appearance and advancing years, however. Which is why they become self-obsessed and trying to recapture some sense of glory and memory of when they think they were happier.
Maintaining a healthy mind and body is more important than shallow cosmetics, something youth-obsessed people seem to have backwards. However cleverly they sneak up on their mirror, though, their reflection always looks them straight in the eye.

Vanity I understand to some degree, although with each passing year it's obvious to everyone around me that my vanity is fast disappearing, for better or worse.

What confuses me though is the obsession with youth.. I seem to have acquired my sensibilities from another era.

Youthfulness for the sake of youthfulness makes no sense to me. Young people, for all their brilliant qualities, are generally less interesting (to me), less knowledgeable and less... I don't know... valuable sounds wrong. I guess I just see age as an enriching process, rather than a diminishing one. I genuinely love my grey hair, bald head and crow's feet and wouldn't go back to looking like the 25 year old I was, given the choice.

Could do with the better health, but that's a functionality issue.

We should all be so lucky to grow old.

I agree with this. Not everyone is as sage when it comes to their appearance and advancing years, however. Which is why they become self-obsessed and trying to recapture some sense of glory and memory of when they think they were happier.
Maintaining a healthy mind and body is more important than shallow cosmetics, something youth-obsessed people seem to have backwards. However cleverly they sneak up on their mirror, though, their reflection always looks them straight in the eye.

I agree with all of your thoughts too. From another perspective: wrinkles are just awesome, in my opinion. I might be one of the few people that think so. But I just think it's so fascinating, because they are literally the history of your face. If you smiled or frowned or laughed or cried a lot, it basically tells who you are. And maybe some people are just insecure, or ashamed, of who they have been. Humans have a tendency, it seems, to erase whatever history they don't agree with.

[JuZ]

Interesting stuff. I reckon the pressure to not look "old" is far greater on women than it is on men, despite young men clearly becoming more vain as a group.

I guess you can lie to everyone else if you like. It must be pretty hard to lie to yourself though, as Wyrm says. Even if you manage it, I can't imagine how it would make for a happy state of mind. I know that the more I let go of stuff, the more relaxed I am.

Not that I'm fucking Buddha sitting on a lotus leaf here! I have issues! Just glad that something as seemingly pointless as age isn't one of them.

Speaking of age, my dad got a new knee. The photos look like someone took a staple gun to an old ham. Which is pretty much what happened, ha!

Hope you're all really well folks.

So my girlies and I just saw a crackhead break into my neighbour's car, impale himself on the glass and die. No sympathy whatsoever, not even from the shower coppers and the paramedics. Only people that cared was the neighbour who's car it was cause it was full of blood and broken glass and next door telling me off for walking down the road in my bra and pyjama bottoms.

There a heavy sort of hanging going on around my parts. I've been moving stuff out of my apartment to move back in with my parents. My wife and her family came and got all her furniture. Seeing the place so bare really lets the reality of moving out sink in. And the circumstances for the move. So I guess this actually is a hevy random thought.

^Small comfort but I wish you the best.

Unrelated thought: I really hate modern Jeep commercials.

[JuZ]

There a heavy sort of hanging going on around my parts. I've been moving stuff out of my apartment to move back in with my parents. My wife and her family came and got all her furniture. Seeing the place so bare really lets the reality of moving out sink in. And the circumstances for the move. So I guess this actually is a hevy random thought.

That is quite hevy indeed. All the best to you man.

Thank you. It's good knowing I've people all around, even people I've never met, to show kindness.

[Octillus]

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So this is what's going on in my house these days.

^Small comfort but I wish you the best.

Unrelated thought: I really hate modern Jeep commercials.

Sucks. I hope time takes you both down whatever ends up being the right path for you

Sure you're quoting the right person there?

I just noticed one of my knuckles has a fresh scratch. Don't know how that happened.