Jan 8, 2008Archive

I have a lovely friend in England who said her cousin says his age is twenty fifteen. Well, I guess that makes me twenty-twenty! That sounds so much better than forty, don’t you think? Like I have great hindsight. Or that I have perfect peepers.

So in a few weeks, I’ll be twenty-twenty-one, which makes it sound like I’m going through two crazy lives, young and vibrant and alive. I’m voting age AND drinking age, it seems, with my entire world ahead of me.

So, how old are you? Be bold. Be brave. Be authentic. I’m all ears…