Do you remember being young and thinking that 30 was so old? How about 40? I now look at people that are 50 - almost 20 years older than I am now - and think, "Huh, you don't look old."
I know what changed the perception. I aged. I added years and wisdom to my psyche. I no longer judge people solely on their looks (you know it matters, don't say you don't notice). I listen to their words before I determine what type of person they are. I see beauty and sexuality in all those around me, not just the young hot 20 somethings. They actually seem a little off now. I envy their physical beauty, but I also know now that intelligence, humor, and wisdom are the things that will keep me interested in them after the initial luster wears thin.
I know this is a sign of age. Hopefully it is also a sign of maturity.
The one great thing about getting older is I have better toys. So there.
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