My attitudes are becoming disturbingly similar to those of my parents' generation forty years ago.
When I hear recent pop hits, I think, that's not music.
The other day, when I heard of a new product, I actually thought, what will they think of next? (That makes me sound really old.)
I do all the things I thought so pathetic when I was young, like challenge younger people to athletic contests, and take way more pride than I ought in beating them.
The word "crotchety" fits better and better: it's harder to force a smile, and near impossible to fake a laugh. I get that "been there, done that" feeling about places I've never been, and things I've never done.
A generalized disgruntlement is my ever present companion.
But by far the worst thing about getting old is that when I hear a beautiful woman say something stupid, I immediately recognize it as stupid.
When I was young, no matter what a pretty girl said, it sounded like magic. Even when it was so stupid it was impossible not to recognize it as such, it sounded charmingly illogical, or charmingly naive.
The charm has disappeared. But the stupidity remains.
And I am much the poorer for that.