...So I'm looking in the mirror...

I'm realizing that I'm getting old. I'll be turning turning thirty in little under a month. But I don't look anything like I feel. I can't complain. Most folks figure that I'm twenty er so and when I'm particularly silly, even younger. However, I've seen myself for these past twenty-nine years and I can tell I'm getting older. Little wrinkles around my eyes and mouth and I'm sure if my hair wasn't all dyed funky I'd find some strands of white.

Its just that looking in the mirror is such a surprise. You know like that first look you take in the mirror at home after you got your hair cut? You know its you, but you have to take a second look. Like all those times I'd suprised myself looking in and seeing some Asian looking face peering back at me. I felt and acted like most of the suburban kids around me but I was looking WAY different in the mirror.

Maybe its b/c I've been so tired lately. Maybe its b/c my body hasn't been keeping up with me like I want it to. Or maybe I'm not treating my body as well as I should- more likely the answer...

I still feel like a kid. I still feel young. I don't feel thirty. Since I don't know what it means to be thirty, I'm going to be as old as I am.