The Dawning of a New Age...

Having coffee with my friend Raquel yesterday and we were talking about aging. How there is a total disconnect between how old we really are and how old we feel. Mentally. Like she said she still feels around 35 in her head. I am probably somewhere around there as well. Grownup for sure. (unless you count my sense of humor) But not yet as old as I really am.

It reminded me of something my mother told me. She said she was often shocked by the old woman looking back at her from the mirror. That she didn't feel that old. I thought (at the time) that it was funny, but she was that old. Now I get it. Your head just doesn't keep up with your body. Like, there are mornings where I feel every minute of my almost 58 years. But my head never really thinks about it. I am often surprised by the old woman looking back at me from the mirror.

Before having coffee with Raquel yesterday I was listening to my friend Joe's radio show. He's been doing me a solid and leading with a danceable track these past few days. I really enjoy when he starts out the hour with a bang because I listen while I'm doing chores. I'd rather dance clean the kitchen than slow jam it for sure. So yesterday it was Rock Lobster. My mother loved that song. When I was a freshman in highschool and she was still driving me around when it would come on the radio she'd turn it up and sing and bop along.

I thought it was hilarious. I mean, she was way too old to be doing that.

She would have been about 7 or 8 years younger than I am right now.

And sure I was totally dancing to it yesterday but, Rock Lobster is from my growing up years so ME still dancing to it is like her dancing to, well not Elvis, he started when she was an adult, but someone in there, Perry Como? Did he have any bangers? Anyway, it's fine for me, shut up.

It just made me laugh to think of how funny I found it back then. It would be like me singing New Rules by Dua Lipa or get him back! or bad idea right? by Olivia Rodrigo. I mean, I would never...do it more than a few times in a row because they are really fun songs and...

Aging is just such a weird thing. You notice other people's children age more than your own. You reach a certain point where you are, wait, let me do that math, years old. Your body keeps betraying your youthful brain and reminding you that yes, that little old lady in the mirror really is you. And yet music can take your right back to a different time and your mind and your body sync back up. Like time travel.

Actually, I did the Time Warp around the kitchen last weekend, and it's the pelvic thrust that really drives your sciatica insaayyyaaane...

Kidding.

Mostly.

From one little old lady in the 1980s to another here in the the 2020s, just keep dancing.