On getting older

On one hand, I do know that every day, everyone’s getting a leetle bit older 😉

However, two things happened lately that made me think about getting older. The first is that I had a birthday. (And yes, I know that technically I didn’t turn a year older then — I turned a day older, which happened to be exactly N years to the day I was born.)

The second is that I renewed my driver licence and realised that I’ll be 40 the next time it’s due. Forty!!!

The thing is, I don’t feel as old as I thought I would at this age.

Energy-wise, I feel around the same as I did when I was in my twenties (unless there’s been a gradual decline that I haven’t noticed). I can still fit into the same clothes and I’m just as active (if not more) than I was a decade ago. But I can tell that my body has started to shift.

I have to take a closer look at my diet, otherwise I seem to gain weight more easily. I can’t take as much alcohol as I used to (though I’m not sure if because I started cutting down on alcohol years ago). I get up earlier now, and can no longer stay awake late at night.

I don’t have any white hairs yet (I’ve told S to be brutally honest if/when he spots any). But I’ve got more wrinkles round my face and spots on my skin.

Mentally, I’m in a much better place than I was 10 years ago. I’m less skittish, less seeking of other people’s approval. I’m more accepting of myself and less accepting of BS from other people. I am happier to spend time myself or in quiet moments. I’m no longer in the rush of always needing to find something to do.

All in all, I’m pretty happy where I am.

But, but, whenever I see my age presented to me, I sometimes have a bit of a shock. Am I really this old?

Obviously, most of my friends are in their 30s now too, and I see some of them posting about how they’ve fully embraced being in their 30s. I’m not going to lie, I’m not quite there yet! I like where I am, but I can’t seem to reconcile it with the number that is my age. The truth is, I usually forget my age and I’m happily plodding along. But when I’m confronted with it, such as filling an online form, I think, whoa, really?!

One of these days, I’ll get over this age thing. 😛

2 Replies to “On getting older”

  1. Saw this on my LJ friends list. (That place is a ghost town and I saw that you posted! yay!)

    It’s so scary isn’t it? The other day, I thought i was still in my 20’s then reality hit.

    As long as we have fun, i guess? Time flies by too fast, as corny as it may sound.

    Nice to see you writing 🙂

    1. Rica!!! Haha yeah, I’m a little sad how empty LJ is now. I miss the old blogging days!

      Hope you’re doing well 🙂 (And that you start writing again too!)

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