The other day I was at a business event and a couple of my associates were discussing what decade of their life was the best.
Was it when you were a child? You remember, right?........no cares, Mom and Dad provided everything and your biggest decision was which toy to play with.
Some of my associates referred back to their college days. Any blue blooded American Baby Boomer should be able to look back fondly on their favorite "summer of love" in college.
For me, college was kind of like my youth. You remember, right?.......No cares, Mom and Dad provided everything and your biggest decision was how to divide your time between sex, drugs and rock n' roll.
Well, during our course of discussion one of my colleagues used the term "Seenager" that he had picked up from the internet. "Seenager"...........it has a ring to it doesn't it? Basically, it's a combination of a Senior Citizen and a Teenager. When I heard the word "Seenager" I said to myself........."Myself, that's exactly what you are."
Why am I a "Seenager?"
I have almost everything I wanted as a teenage but 40 years later and with no strings attached.
I have my own place and it has all of the cool things I always dreamed about like a big TV and and a refrigerator full of beer and a nice bar-b-que.
I also have a driver's license and a nice car and a motorcycle and I can pick up chicks if I ever get the nerve.
I don't have a curfew and have very few responsibilities to others. I basically get to go wherever I want, when I want and with whomever I want.
I can sleep in if I want or go to bed early if the urge strikes me.
I really don't have to go to work or school but I do because I am doing something I love and I want to.
The women I am lucky enough to have sex with don't have to worry about getting pregnant and we talk about things that we find satisfying and erotic.......No more "Mr. Fumbles."
I love to listen to music. Oh, the music......Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Deep Purple, Yes, Jimi Hendrix. Music is very important. Now I season my musical tastes with Sinatra, Beethoven, Billie Holiday and Ella.
Most of my friends drink responsibly. I don't get "carded" for buying alcohol unless it's to prove my age for a "senior discount."
Most of my friends don't rely on recreational drugs for entertainment. The only drugs we talk about are those for our physical ailments.
Although I don't have acne, greasy hair or have crooked teeth, I am still challenged by my physical appearance.
I am now bothered by unpredictable hair growth or lack of it. It has tended to stop flourishing on the top of my head and now prefers to showcase itself inside my nose and ears.
The decade of my 50's has been, by far, the best decade of my life. And I don't think I have had my "Midlife Crisis" yet. And I have a sneaking suspicion that my 60's will be even better.
How about you?
Never put an age limit on your dreams !!
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