Stuck On Me

Sometimes it is just too late by the time I get here. I wonder if that means this becomes cheesy and meaningless, or if it means my defences are down and I am more my real self? Probably both.

Even at this age, a wise young 58, I am still learning vast quantities of things about myself, and the world, and the possibilities that lie just under the same old same old surface everyone is so used to seeing. Every so often I have a major, "Aha!" that tells me I am seeing a certain thing much later than others I know, but then I don't know what they are just learning.

Probably the best thing I can do is to quit worrying about where I am compared to other people. After all, I am stuck with me, no matter what.