When I look in the mirror I look at my eyes. They always look the same. But the skin, the lines, the wrinkles: they get worse. I think to myself, "I look old." But I don't feel old. I feel young, even dumb. I look at the world that surrounds me with wonder and amazement. I have no idea what's going on; I couldn't tell you any more about the world that you wouldn't hear from a ten year-old. And ten years ago, I would have known everything. And ten years from now, I will probably know everything again. But now? I just look in the mirror and I know what everyone else sees.
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