Yesterday, I made a rare family reunion appearance and saw people which, for the most part, I hadn’t seen in 5, 10, or even 20 years.
Inevitably, one of the things you first notice when seeing middle-aged people after that kind of an absence is how different (i.e., how much OLDER) they look.
The amazing part is that while everyone else’s appearance has changed, mine has remained pretty much the same, right?