CaptCliff on the River of Time

This might seem like a stupid Facebook “note”. In fact, it may be something that is quite peculiar to me and/or a function of my being ADHD. Being a Jewish Pirate and a Clinical Psychologist would appear to be unrelated. Maybe somebody else can explain this to me. Here it is: I seem unable, at 58 years old, to determine how old people are or adjust to the reality of being my ever increasing age. Once human beings get past like 20 years old they all look relatively the same, with the exception of some obvious physical clues like gray hair, wheelchairs or walkers. Sometimes I confuse someones daughter or son for someone I once knew in 1972, as if they would still look that way in 2011. When I see pictures on Facebook of my peers, I keep expecting them to look like they did in high school. Now that I think of it, I expect myself to look like I did in high school and every time I shave I get kinda freaked out. Who is that guy? I know he looks like me and has a distinct family resemblance, but I cant place the face or the body for that matter. It’s not that I am against aging, which is inevitable and much preferred to the alternative. It’s just bizarre and unnerving. The truth is that I can still see the same people I once knew in their eyes. That much doesnt seem to change. Also, personal mannerisms also appear to remain relatively constant, as I notice that  people who smile a certain way or have nervous tics still maintain similar charming qualities or irritating quirks years and even decades later. On a positive note, it all seems kind of Zen and Siddhartha like……as if the “river of life” keeps flowing and it just carries our youthful supple skin, toned muscles and hair with its rippling currents of time and space downstream……and to wherever it all goes. I also assume there are a LOT of unmatched socks, car keys and wallets in the same quantum vicinity and singularity as my 1976 moustache, my 1971 Fiat Spider convertible and my flat abs, which never looked anything like a six-pack anyway.

About captaincliff

Psychologist by day, insomniac Pirate blogger by night, this Child of God likes to share sarcastic social commentary as well as topsy-turvy observations about life, love and the pursuit of zaniness, a functional form of insanity in an increasingly insane world
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