I’m into the last two weeks of my fifties and it’s more than a little scary. In a week and a half’s time I will turn 60.
I’ve been dreading this for months, but now it’s almost upon me I just want to get it over with in a way that involves the minimum of fuss.
It’s funny, I look in the mirror and see the grey hairs. I feel the aches and twinges that never used to be there. I know that, factually, this is my age. But my mind feels more creative than it ever has before. Admittedly, my forgetfulness is pretty bad at times, but that aside I still feel excited about new projects and ideas.
I hope the creative side of me never falters.