I remember experiencing the world much more vividly when I was a little boy.

I would step outside on an autumn evening and feel joy as the cool breeze rustled the leaves and caressed my skin. In the summers, I would listen to the orchestra of insects buzzing around me. I would waddle out of the cold swimming pool and the most wonderful shiver would cascade out of me as I peed in the bathroom. In the winters, I would get mesmerized by the simple sound of my boots crunching the snow under me.

These were not experiences that I actively sought out. They just happened. I did not need to stop to smell the figurative roses, the roses themselves would stop me in my tracks.

As I got older, I started feeling less and less and thinking more and more.

I’ve tried meditation, recreation, vacation, resignation, and medication. Some of these things have helped but I am still left wondering… is this a side effect of getting older? Or is there something wrong with me?

  • Saigonauticon@voltage.vn
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    1 year ago

    Yeah, I also see it more as a successful survival story than anything else! I turn 40 in a month.

    I bet the next 40 years are going to be easier and more rewarding on average, if I take care of myself, use the lessons I’ve learned, and avoid bad habits! I have so many advantages I didn’t have in the first half of my life.

    I’m going to go ahead and skip the whole midlife crisis thing, I can’t be bothered with it :D