Age is Only a Number - A Really Big Number
Ok, I’m going to come right out and say it. I’m 46. I was born during the Kennedy administration. I remember the first moon landing. I am a product of Apollo and TV and The Beatles. My first record purchase was The Beach Boys’ Endless Summer, not because I loved vintage music, but because it was just out. I graduated high school in 1981 and college in 1985. And, seriously, I’m glad I’m not in my early 30s anymore, because that was a pretty rocky time for me.
Why am I bringing this up? Because, when you discover people on-line, you come together in a very neutral space of shared interests and common sensibilities. The wonders of the Internet mean that you don’t have share a geographical location, or the same life timeline. And that’s great! We all have on-line buddies that we probably wouldn’t have found otherwise and these friends can enrich our lives.
It can, however, cause a disruption in The Force (that’s right, I saw Star Wars in a movie theatre the month it opened) when you actually meet your on-line friends in person for the first time. Having a two-dimensional figure take a human life form can be startling. It’s a little like having your childhood imaginary friend suddenly spring to life. You’re happy to see them, but real is real, for good or bad.
So, this is a shout-out to all of my friends - I am very pleased to interact with you. Your presence is a daily reminder that going through life is better when part of a team. But, I won’t stop being 46 (until, of course, I turn 47). And, I don’t want to. All of the moments that I have lived so far have added up to get me here, I wouldn’t be who I am if I lost even a single day. The 3-D me is much more fun than my avatar lets on (myth-making is the business of every good avatar) and the real world is a fine place to be.