At sixteen I was stupid, confused and indecisive. At twenty-five I was wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive. At forty-five I am stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive. Who would have supposed that maturity is only a short break in adolescence? -Jules Feiffer
Really, I'm a fraud. Not a real grown-up AT ALL.
Lately I have been thinking a lot about the purpose of life. I do realize that it's not "all about me", but oh, it is so hard to keep that thought in the forefront of my mind.