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Monday – I Used To Be a Star (Really)
Jul. 27th, 2009 02:20 pm.
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On the day you turn 40, you wake up with the same thought in your head that you had on the morning after you lost your virginity: "Funny, for something everyone makes such a big deal out of, I don't really feel any different. Shouldn't I feel wiser? More worldly? More experienced? More something? Because I don't."
If you bother to reflect back on the previous decades at all, you find yourself thinking the same thought you had immediately after losing your virginity: "Wow, that didn't take long at all."
Okay, so in my case, he was a virgin, too. The difference is that yesterday morning I was thinking this about 4 decades worth of time, whereas in the case of my virginity it was more like 40 seconds (if that). But still, I had the same thought.
( Just drifting through the Universe on my big day. )
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On the day you turn 40, you wake up with the same thought in your head that you had on the morning after you lost your virginity: "Funny, for something everyone makes such a big deal out of, I don't really feel any different. Shouldn't I feel wiser? More worldly? More experienced? More something? Because I don't."
If you bother to reflect back on the previous decades at all, you find yourself thinking the same thought you had immediately after losing your virginity: "Wow, that didn't take long at all."
Okay, so in my case, he was a virgin, too. The difference is that yesterday morning I was thinking this about 4 decades worth of time, whereas in the case of my virginity it was more like 40 seconds (if that). But still, I had the same thought.
( Just drifting through the Universe on my big day. )
