Your youth evaporates in your early 40s when you look in the mirror.
And then it becomes a full-time job pretending you’re not going to
die, and then you accept that you’ll die. Then in your 50s
everything is very thin. And then suddenly you’ve got this huge new
territory inside you, which is the past, which wasn’t there before.
A new source of strength. Then that may not be so gratifying to you
as the 60s begin, but then I find that in your 60s, everything
begins to look sort of slightly magical again. And it’s imbued with
a kind of leave-taking resonance, that it’s not going to be around
very long, this world, so it begins to look poignant and
fascinating.
Something to look forward to after all?
Yes Sabine, there is much to look forward to but while things of the world can look poignent and fascinating for a very long time to come, one has to accept that one is sadened when one can only look but no longer participate.
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