A friend took me to Loa’s last night and then to Rambla for tapas. Plus she gave me a beautiful watch! Not bad for turning 50. It was nice to be out and about even though it seems like all my free time is squeezed into this narrow window of zilch.
I love turning 50, I love my friends, I just wish the earth hadn’t started spinning so fast because it feels as if days lasts like minutes, and everything I am supposed to do is always advancing to the next minute, the free moment, that never seems to arrive.
I am celebrating 50, but I’d like to suggest a moratorium on time advancing.
“it feels as if days lasts like minutes” Now THAT’s the down side of aging for sure.
Btw, Hubby just saw what I was doing and he said tell you he likes your writing.
Tell Vin (sp?) thanks. I met so many people in the last two weeks who have raved about turning 50 but all with the same lament – life is now moving too too fast. Well, that means enjoy every single moment, right?