Well, it feels different on different days.
When I look in the mirror, I actually really enjoy what I see. I think it is cool how I am starting to get a grey streak. A full on streak in the front, like Rogue from XMEN. Only, this shit is natural. I then google salt and pepper hair on pinterest and wonder if I just need to make that shit silver. Should I go balls deep on the grey now and just let it rip. Then I chill. No. Casey. It is just hair. It is just growing. You can color it or not color it but it doesn't matter. Just have fun.
Then I look at my skin. It is wrinkley. Sun damaged. But I like it. It looks good. I still look young, don't I? Then I see that everyone and their mom is buying $200 skin care and I think, omigod, I need to do that. I am getting wrinklier by the second. I start to notice and critique and take selfies and dissect them and then pinterest skin creams and then I think..........No. Casey. It is just skin. It is aging well. You have cool freckles. You are almost 40. You don't have to have the skin of a 20 year old because your not fucking 20. Just have fun. Wear lotion and fucking get after it.
Then I see a 25 year old. omigod, they are so young and vibrant and clueless and they think they know shit but they know nothing. But they are younger. They are fricking young. They have no idea that when they wake up tomorrow they are going to be 40. They won't be hanging with their friends every day wondering what they are doing that night. They won't have time to do all that shit they used to do because they got other really important shit to do. No. Casey. They are having fun. They are clueless but remember how much fun that was? Just because they are them does not mean you can't be you. You are not old and boring. You make different choices and you have so much more experience in that soul of yours. You can see it different but in 10 years you will see it different again. It is just age. Every age has its own beauty, its own lessons. Learn them. Always learn them and be able to laugh at EVERYTHING. Make mistakes. Then learn. Judgment of anyone is a waste of energy.
Then I am in my life. Actually feeling it. Living it. Enjoying it. I am happy. I feel like I have finally really learned to be happy and not have to be doing anything to be happy. I can just be. With my family. Alone. In my Apartment. At Work. At the grocery store. At the gym. Just the daily stuff. When I was young..........I never knew. I don't think I really knew how to enjoy the stillness of life. Or the movement. But I was always in so much doubt and drama. Almost 40 and I have done a lot of work to enjoy who I am. How I choose to be here. What I think about. It is such a huge relief. Life seems to have sped up at warp speed. I don't know when that started but there was a time it felt slow.
I can't think too hard about it. If I do, I get off track. I just want to be here. To be happy with what I got. With me. I am here loving me.