Being older in some ways -- you understand life and you know who you are. Now I know who I am and I understand life. It's easier.
quote from 22-year old pop star Avril Lagigne. Yes, 22. Maybe I'm just envious, although I think it's true that I also, at 22, "knew who I was". It's just that now, at 49, it's been a long time since I was that person, and in the meantime, I've been others.
In forty years of living, through ceaseless, slow transformations, we can become four or five completely new and different human beings
Guy de Mauppasant - The Encounter
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