I love this quote, it has so much truth in our lives. After our rebellious teenage years we start thinking about our place in life. What will we become, what do others think about us. We want to make our mark on the world in our own unique ways but still very much want to belong.
Then when we turn forty and our mid-life crisis, to whatever degree, hits us we don’t really care as much of what others think of us. We become more attuned to getting what we want out of life than how we are perceived by others.
Then as we gain wisdom by age sixty we finally come to realize that for the most part those “others” haven’t really been thinking of us at all. Except, maybe for immediate family they haven’t been thinking about anyone but themselves.
Then when we turn seventy we realize all the time and effort we put into this whole process was pretty much wasted and so we just do what we want without regard for others who are pretty much doing the same thing might think of us. We don’t care that we are not dressed in the latest styles, we wear what we deem comfortable. We finally do our own thing that we dreamed of doing fifty years before…