Time goes by...

... on so many levels. There's the simple week-to-week, too fast passage of time, of course, which seems to keep me from doing things I want (like writing my blog, sending out Christmas cards etc.). Then there's the year-to-year speed, which makes children grow into teenagers, adults into elderly, and me - yeah, into what?

I don't think I've changed much in the last 5 years (I know what I've said earlier about growing more mature, maybe, but you know, physically at least) - whereas my "baby cousins" have become these all new persons. I can't keep up with them, I don't know how to talk to them anymore (it might help to keep in touch with them a bit more often than once a year?).

I think my Dad's getting old. He has this dark grey beard with a few streaks of white (his hair has stayed the same though, so I guess I should be pleased with my hair genes - the hair's always thin and dull-colored, but it won't go bald or grey). His legs look like they belong to a grandpa (you know, skinny legs coupled with a bit of a belly). Mom, who's older, seems younger. She hasn't changed a bit (good hair genes on her side, too), or maybe even for the better after she had her hip fixed two years ago.

Me, on the other hand, I don't think I even appear my own age :D I seem to think I'm still 20. I mean, I look at strange people actually my age and think they're "grown-up," but if someone I know is having a baby, I think they're "so awfully young." I wonder if one ever feels their own age?