Turning 22 is the first time I've ever felt older. I always go into a depressive introspective thing around my birthday on account of the past events far outside my realm of control. I know I'm still here and hes not. Besides the misgivings of earlier eras I miss alot of things. I can probably remember 90% of the events of my life. There must be events beyond those of this flesh and blood. My body is 22 years on this rock but what about the rest of me. I'm 22 but how do you carbon date you're soul? I don't suppose its really all that important but a minor curiosity. Maybe thats all a life is, a few dozen minor curiosities. Maybe thats all mine is.
On a lighter note I usually say I'm 26 when I get drunk. I'm confused as to whether or not to up my drunken age to 27. I suppose the next time I get drunk and stupid will hold the answer.