Sunday, 7 February 2010
Now I am 38...
... Does anyone think it is time for me to grow up? Anyone any idea what that even means? I have some sort of concept that maybe I should stop wearing short skirts and bright colours and swearing? I'm really no good at this whole time concept.
Do we have to stop at some point and review things? Should we have goals and targets? How do we know if we have achieved anything? What is the measure of success, or is there none and we just drift through it all, where nothing really means anything and we miss the things that do as we're too busy with sonething else?
Where's the party? When does it all START? Or do we just get to the end and wish it had started and then it's too late?
Answers on a postcard please - or, alternatively, leave a comment!
I maybe getting older, but I think I'm a long way off wisdom!