Octogenarian at 20

I’m starting to think that I just might be an old person trapped in a young person’s body. I have a lot of free time, so it’s kind of like being retired, I guess, and this makes me act like a person about four times my actual age of 20:

I frame my schedule around doctor’s appointments.

When friends invite me out or over, I normally have to make my decision based on whether I will have to drive in the dark, and if the answer is that I do, I don’t go.

I lifted a box up some steps in my new house the other day and woke up feeling like I ran a triathlon.

I fall asleep by or before 10.30 and then wake up at promptly 7 AM, alarm or not. It’s clockwork.

I find myself saying things like: “Kids these days…” or “When I was your age…”

I see previews on TV for movies and decide that I’ll wait for it to come out on DVD, just to avoid being subjected to other people talking or so I can pause it to go pee, instead of missing out on an important part.

I bring a sweater with me virtually everywhere, just in case I get cold.

I look forward to my mid-day nap.

I’m SO old.

On the other hand, this brief retirement will last for about another week, then my senior year of college will be underway and lots of youthful things are happening. I move into my new house, I turn 21, I have a crazy amount of electives first semester and then I graduate in under a year. So, I’m allowing myself to act 80 for this brief time, an dwell probably miss it in about 6 months.


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