I've reached the ripe old age of forty-eight and I'm still discovering who am I. Just when I think I have it figured out, the world shifts and everything I know is distorted. It is similar to gazing through a child's kaleidoscope, the view is constantly changing. When I was twenty and barely dipping my toe into life, this wasn't the future I
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Good Luck in the competition!
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I'm not alone!
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I think/know/sense you're one of those whose opinion wouldn't change their opinion... or at least would appreciate how old I am to how old I seem.
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Maybe that old saying is true, "You're only as old as you feel." I can't believe I'm going to be 50 in two years. I still don't feel very "adult" on the inside.
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Thank you! <3
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What a long, strange trip it's been.
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