These are the poems, writings and musings of Michael R. Martin.
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
Middle Age Long Reflected
One day you wake up & notice you are about to turn 49, and you say to yourself "When did I turn middle-aged?" Yet, somehow, you still find yourself to be the youngster in the circles that you keep. Not by much, mind you. And reflections always catch you by surprise. It's not what you expect - more like looking at your parent through a window than at yourself reflected. You think more often about your mortality, contemplate your place in the world, and dwell on the past. Things you never accomplished loom larger than things yet to be accomplished. And then you think, with luck you may have 25 or 30 more years to live. What of those years? Can you still make your mark in a young person's world? And why are you wasting time being miserable or unhappy? There is no reward for sticking it out in an unpleasant, unrewarding situation. Life will go on and all will be the better for it. In the long run. Up until now, you've always trusted your heart and it worked out well. Follow your heart. Be well. Be happy. Good night.
Posted by Michael R. Martin at 3/29/2009 12:51:00 AM
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I have those flashes too. I highly recommend spending time with a younger crowd as well. There's an amazing amount of energy out there, and while there are certainly people are age who have settled down and seem "over the hill", I know you're not one of them. Come spend a week at my place in Somerville; music, community, energy. I promise you'll leave happier than you arrived!ReplyDelete