295/365 A Sixth Dave and a Third Chris
We were college seniors; they were our 27-year-old friends. Their liking us felt like a backstage pass to adulthood. Music at their parties reinforced my suspicion that I was born almost 10 years too late, that I’d missed an adolescence with the good stuff.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 8:26 AM
3 Comments:
I use to feel this way, but now I feel I was born to early, technology keeps whizzing past me keeping me on the fringe between understanding and total ignorance.
I love this title, I feel like I need a little score card to keep track.
But think, if you had been born 10 years earlier you would be 10 years older today, and that would really suck...
Isn't it interesting how we sometimes don't feel as if we belong in the time we are in? I usually feel more like otter, I was born too early. I know others that feel they were born too late.
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