Tuesday, November 20, 2007

In between days


I have a theory that children have more life in them because they still have a memory of not existing. I like very old people, to whom death is a certainty. They have humour, and a sense of life to them. At 36, all I seem to be aware of is myself.

4 comments:

Whiskeymarie said...

I'm glad to know that a fellow 36er that feels the same way I do.

Anonymous said...

I'm so glad I'm only 35. :) Domboy, you are both the child and the old man! Let's go dancing to celebrate, next week.

domboy said...

Whiskey, I thought I read somewhere you were 29 ...

Hi Ponchy - I'll bring my dancing shoes!

Mariposa said...

you're not giving yourself enough credit. you seem quite full and aware of life to me - at least as far as imaginary friends go. chillax. there is a season for self-awareness.