Most days I’m good with my age.

I’ve done things in the past couple of years that make me realize I’m in my prime. I have a good life now, and I’m happy and fine with where I’m at.

Then the baby of the family brings home a time capsule on her last day of school set to be opened at graduation.

And I see the date.

2024

And I realize…

That’s 30 years after I graduated.

Now…

I feel old.

My youngest will graduate almost 30 years to the day after I did.

~whimper~

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(More on the what I know of the contents on another post)