At age 51 I begin to become unsettled. You start thinking about all kinds of things like, how long before I get ill or die. You start wanting to go out and live and do all the things you never did. I think that the reality of not being immortal sets in. When I was young, I never thought of those things. Now, I just want to jump in my car and go do all the things I never did and wanted too. I guess I'll have to hope to win the lottery or get an inheritance so I can start living again. It's not easy when you get our age and can't fly.
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