I was informed today that, yes dear, wherever that line between young and not-young is, you've crossed it. And, as I sat in my blackberry scented and pink coloured bath, it occurred to me that I have changed quite a bit from when I was young. And I can only assume that the time between the two points has something to do with it.
Which is either very profound, blazingly obvious or possibly both.
I recognize these types of thought. I wallowed in them when I was young and it's obvious now that they are the result of spending too much time alone. Given that being alone makes me think weird which makes me less sociable which makes me spend more time alone. It's amazing anything's changed at all, really!
Yup, time for bed.
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