Lately, I've been thinking a lot about aging. (An easy thing to do since I find myself constantly surrounded by fresh faced 17 year olds, who through no fault of their own, make me feel old.) If I could have my way, I would like to age as gracefully as these ladies:The truth is, when I picture myself old, I only see a shrivelled up little prune, bent over and hobbling valiantly down the street in high heels. Seriously.
But then again, I tell myself that I'm thinking too much and worrying about nothing. Afterall:
What are your thoughts on aging?