Today I met with five former co-workers for a lunch. We had a great time together. It was wonderful to see them, but it also reminded me that we are getting old. Five of us are retired and four of us no longer work at all.
Growing old and growing up are not one and the same. I am growing old, but still cannot accept growing up. When will it happen? Maybe never for me.
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