Can't stop growing old.

so far, it just keeps getting better and better. i can't complain.
 
I just think "Hell, the 2nd law of thermodynamics states everything will always start to decay from it's point of conception so who gives a fuck?"
 
Ambrose Mason said:
Better and better? Do you really believe that? If so, elaborate upon it a bit, will you?
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well, so far that is. i'm 43. if you asked my grandma, she might have a different answer, if she could remember the question long enough to answer it. i feel sorry for her.

but with me, sex is definitely better. compared to 20 years ago, it's like night and day. i like my body a lot more than i used to. i'm more comfortable in my skin. i like myself a lot more than i used to. i'm stronger mentally, emotionally, physically, and i'm more confident.

i'm happily married now. when i was younger it was one train wreck after another.

this is going to sound weird (well maybe not to some), but i've always felt like some kind of alien transplant on this planet. like i came from somewhere that's a hell of a lot better than it is here, and i just don't remember, but there was always this residual discontent. even when i was really little i remember thinking, "this is it? THIS is IT??" about life. it just seemed so cumbersome and wrong. not that i had anything to complain about in particular. :shrug:

over time i've gone through some things that really forced me to take a hard look at myself, and really see what i'm made of. i feel like i found out who i am. and i believe in a better place, and i still think the world is cumbersome and wrong, but i feel like i belong here now, like i have a purpose, and i'm really glad to be alive.
 
hmmm, i'm 32 and most people and myself think i look the same as when i was 18.. prolly why i am engaged to a hot 22 year old now ;)
 
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