Does Your Age Defy Your Years?

Post 233

Puzzled by said question? Well, you are intrigued, are you not, by the meaning of this strange question? It wasn’t the question I initially chose. The original question was a bit crap, so I altered it to make it a bit better. Still doesn’t get us any closer to the true meaning of the question. Mind you, we don’t know the true meaning of life, either. Or where my socks went. Many mysteries in this little existence of ours, isn’t there?

Am I older than my actual age? Am I ‘conventional’ for my age? Or do I inhabit the body of one younger than me? Or older than I, even? Aha, now you’re with me. You’re inevitably wondering what I mean by ‘conventional’. After all, what is normal? Is there such a thing, even? Well, no, but there are stereotypes about age.

People my age. Out foxtrotting at discothèques. Holding promiscuous meetings in shadowy places. Inebriated. High on the latest fashionable drugs. Lungs flooded with tar. Wearing clothing that’s either revealing or ridiculous. Swearing as much a part of the vocabulary as politeness was for the Victorians. Tenuous grasp of the English language, at best. That’s what I expect people my age to be like and to be doing every week, every day. Many of them are. It’s juvenile delinquency. I don’t engage in such activities. I see it as throwing your life away. And when I’m old, I won’t regret it. Because I’ll actually make it to old age. Better to live slow and die old than live fast and die young.

People can do what they like, especially nowadays. People are encouraged to live their lives as they wish, that’s their prerogative. We all choose a path in life. I’ve chosen a path of sensibility, full of logic and order, a path that deviates from the social norm for one of my generation. Others frolic in the grandeur of the delusion of youth. Good for them. They’ll regret it, but good for them.

Me, on the other hand? I defy my years. And I’m proud of it.

The Friday Bonus Question:

Plucked from the basement of the internet, a bewildering real question that defies logic and an answer, here for you to ponder:

Why is my nipple bigger than the other two?

Ciao :)(:


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Please feel free check out the latest posts from my other two blogs:

The Indelible Life of Me
The Shanty Continuum

Hark Around The Words
Arefaction/Disemvowel


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