I catch myself more and more often feeling incredibly unhip and un-cool when someone replies with a GIF to another's post on twitter and the reference in the reply makes no sense to me or there seems to be no connection between tweet and reply. It's moments like this when I'm thinking: what the hell are they saying? ..... it's these moments when I suspect that my generation gap would be showing if I dared ask for clarification.
It's funny how this aging thing works. One goes along their entire life thinking they are still young, in mind anyway, in touch with contemporary culture and still relevant until they suddenly reach this point where they realize they are out-of-touch ..... and you don't really care about changing that. And it's like you hit a wall or crossed some invisible line .... or you just wake up one day and realize, or perhaps the better word is recognize, the point of separation has occurred and that you are too far beyond it to go back.
And I just prefer it that way.
Like, I don't get or understand much of what I see and hear these days .... and I don't care about making any effort towards catching up.
I do think it took longer for myself to reach this point than it did for many of the people I know and aged with. I saw it years ago in some.
You see .... I think I'm embracing this senior citizen stuff. Pretty sure of that.
That's not to say I don't suffer from moments of extreme nostalgia now and then. I have these moments where I walk into a place like maybe a bookstore (or sometimes at work) and suddenly become overwhelmed with the sense that I am the oldest person in the building, and I don't care much for that feeling. When someone occasionally smiles and says hello, I want to be able to return that gesture without feeling like I could be their father ..... or grandfather.
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