A state of mind

I am beginning to believe that age is more a state of mind than anything else.

In fact, everything may be more a state of mind than anything else.

In the past few days I have walked block after block in order to park near wherever we are going.

I have gone swimming and played water ball with the children in the pool.

I have ridden bicycles, had bananas and berries for breakfast, and eaten pumpkin pie and ice cream snowcones.

I have sipped wine, eaten exotic cheeses and hummus and listened to live music that brings tears to my eyes and joy to my soul . . .

I have fallen into a fountain of youth, or perhaps just the sweet rhythm of life truly lived.