Watching friends age
Tonight I'm struck by this whole aging thing. I'm 45 years old, and while my hair mostly stays its original birth color, I'm watching all my friends -- some younger, some older -- rapidly either turning gray, going bald, getting heavier, and some becoming less mobile. Personally, I have a problem controlling my own weight.
While I see my friends and relatives aging externally, apparently my aging is happening internally. My doctor just told me that my prostate seems like the prostate of a much older man.
Sorry, I don't have anywhere to go with this tonight, I'm just writing this as a note as I watch my friends and family members age externally, and thinking about a lot of things, including the part about watching life pass us by.
Frankly, I'm a little depressed, or at least sad. I promised to keep things honest here, and the depression part is honest, but I'm avoiding telling you all the reasons for this depression. Part of it is aging, the other part is about choices I've made -- or didn't make -- and I don't want to get into that right now.