The Joys of Aging

I read somewhere once when a human male gets older, all that testosterone eventually dwindles out of the body and something either similar to estrogen or maybe even estrogen itself will begin to build up, therefore driving out all these male desires to procreate, act macho, and kick puppies. They begin to become a more idealized version of a male - emotional, wanting to be in a loving, committed relationship, and enjoying long walks on the beach.

And I'm almost there.

First thing is how I'm starting to appreciate certain things more, even though I could care less about them before. Now that the days are starting to get longer and the pink hues are returning with the sunsets, I feel all nostalgic and happy that the world is beautiful and so forth. I'm also getting quite emotional about certain things. On a good day, I will curse at my wife for crying at something silly because I'd be crying too. Then we'd laugh at each other and make more babies.

Anyway, the other thing is that in the past, when I was a strapping young college boy, I would stay up late at night watching boy movies and surfing the web for inappropriate anatomy lessons, and then wake up about 5 hours later and go to classes, then work, and go home and do it all over again.

Now, if I get any less than 8 hours of sleep, I'm lucky if I'm only exhausted. If not, like right now, I will be nursing a crippling headache that renders me incomprehensible and terminally grouchy. I don't get just tired anymore, my ears will feel like they're burning, my eyeballs will throb, and my head will pound until I force myself to curl up in a fetal position and sleep for 12 hours. So after this, I will probably do just that. I already took an extra hot shower that lifted my skin off my body, so if I just stay warm I should be gone into hibernation to reset my brain. Good night, everybody.