Even though I turn 35 this year (undeniably in middle age), am married with two kids which I often drive around in a minivan, I've paradoxically been feeling less old recently, apart from momentary shocks like that if "Back to the Future" was filmed today, Marty McFly would be going back to 1982.
Maybe it's because playing with young kids encourages an appreciation for maintaining a sense of wonder and a fresh appreciation for the world.
Then I read this old LJ exchange with my friend Tracy from 2002 -
gdw - P.S. That 1998 was four years ago scares me.
Yes. I agree with the fact that 1998 being 4 years ago is scary. I am still having trouble understanding where my childhood has gone. I just do not see how a lot of my thoughts could be the same now as they were when I was 10 and I still be an adult. It confuses me.