Hooray For Aging!

The tagline for this blog has always been, “The rebel of the 21st century will be old fashioned.”  I could add that the true rebel of this century might just be old.

I don’t want to write a screed about our society’s wretched worship of youth, but I will say this:

I love being 35.  Our media worships being a teenager, but that’s all just for marketing and easy profit.  I hated being a teenager.  I work with teenagers, and most of them seem to hate it, too.  It’s a painful, constricted time.

Being 25 was ten times better than being 15, and being 35 is ten times better than that.  I can’t wait to be 45, and I have no doubt that being 55 will blow my mind.  I can’t be the only person who feels this way.