by Pierre le Roux
I am now closer to my forties than what I am to my twenties. It is kind of depressing because I still don’t always feel or act like an adult or act my age for that matter. In just a few years I will be forty and be expected to have gotten my shit together. To a certain degree I am ready for it but mostly it terrifies me. Fortysomething has always seemed so old to me especially when I was in my twenties. But now that I am almost there myself it doesn’t seem that old anymore. Funny how life works, isn’t it?