Age, Dancin'

Every once in a while, I think to myself, "You're going to Israel", and then I sort of do a happy dance, Snoopy style.

I can feel this whole age thing hitting me harder every day. Except, the thing I feel, it's like only the gravity itself, the knowing that my best possible life can't really meet my hopes. And growing older is a narrowing of potentialities, so that every day I'm farther from the blank page of, say, a six year old, and closer to that reoccurring point between year 25 and death, the point when you realize you've become yourself, that the majority of change is over.

I think I need to ask really old people questions.