I was born twenty years ago on this day. An interesting age, being two decades, one-fifth of a century, and deserving of some contemplation. Every year people ask, “do you feel older?” Usually I don’t feel any different than the day before. And while I can’t say that I feel much different than yesterday or last week, oddly I do feel older this time. Last month, I wrote about how I felt I had “matured a great deal” over fall quarter and today I am more aware of that feeling. I certainly don’t feel old just older. I can’t think of much else to share, just this overall observation.
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I was born twenty years ago on this day. An interesting age, being two decades, one-fifth of a century, and deserving of some contemplation. Every year people ask, “do you feel older?” Usually I don’t feel any different than the day before. And while I can’t say that I feel much different than yesterday or last week, oddly I do feel older this time. Last month, I wrote about how I felt I had “matured a great deal” over fall quarter and today I am more aware of that feeling. I certainly don’t feel old just older. I can’t think of much else to share, just this overall observation.