What is considered to be old is, of course, a matter of perspective. I have always been a dreamer in that throughout my life, although not so much lately, I have thought about where I would be and what I would be doing in the future. As a teenager I spent many a night staring up at a seemingly endless star field and dreaming out where I would be in the distant future. In those days the distant future was around the year 2000 or so!
When we are young being old is about when we are forties. When we are sixty it is about when we hit the eighties. it is funny how our perspective changes over the years. This brings me to the picture below. It is the reason for this post. It is all a matter of perspective.
But, as the picture shows, when we are very young it is a different perspective entirely 🙂
And the journey goes on….