I was off from teaching today. Soccer meetings as the replacement. This also meant I didn’t have to be awake by 5:00 like usual. So instead I slept in:
When I woke up I immediately thought:
This is it. This is what getting old feels like.
Little things like this over the past several weeks have created that nagging concept that I’m indeed getting old, I’m growing up, and I’m becoming…one of them.
The worst part?
I’m ok with it.