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July 01, 2005
Remember the "Old" Post from Last Week?
Perhaps one of the reasons I'm feeling old is all the reminders I'm getting. Like the orthopedic surgeon saying at my three-month follow-up on Monday when I told him my knee is still stiff when I wake up in the morning, "Well, you're not 19 anymore." Really? 37 and 19 are different ages physically? Huh. I hadn't noticed that before...
Or maybe it's due to being surrounded by ripe, beautiful, young women because I work on a college campus. And in the theatre department. Young women who still have their careers in front of them, while I am now having to discard some favorite audition pieces because I can't get away with them anymore. And in all but two of the plays I've done since I got to the university, I've been somebody's mother. (And yes, I do count Mrs. Malaprop. She was Lydia's aunt, which is the closest thing there is to a mother in The Rivals.)
Or perhaps it's because my twenty year high school reunion is in six weeks. Twenty years. I've been out of high school for twenty years and I still act like I'm eight. At the ten-year I was six, but I found a couple of other six year-olds in 28 year-old bodies to play with. I hope I'm not the only eight year-old at this reunion. An eight year-old with a driver's license. Well, if everybody else has aged beyond recovery, at least I'll be able to drink.
Posted by sally at July 1, 2005 09:27 PM
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