+Lesley Jenkins muses on how he's become the Old Guy Next Door.
'As I stood there boggling at the face staring back from the mirror I realized that I had become Mr. Walker. The old fellow you occasionally see wandering from his car to his front door or vice versa. I wondered if the kids in the area looked at me the same way I used to look at Mr. Walker. What do I do in that apartment I rarely come out of except to go to work? I wondered if they’d be surprised to know I would be sitting down to play Call of Duty: Black Ops 3 for longer than I probably should that evening.'
http://stupidevilbastard.com/2015/11/i-had-a-perspective-shifting-experience-the-other-day/
Reminds me of the time I looked in the mirror and saw my Dad …
Yeah, I sometimes wonder who the old guy in the mirror is. I can relate to the part about usually not feeling old. 50 is creeping up on me but it usually feels a long way off. Usually… and then I open my mouth and my father's words spill out as I say something that sounds suspiciously like 'when I was your age…' Ugh! I turned into my parents without even realizing it.