Age is a state of mind, not body

With New Years Eve still fresh in mind, and the several day recovery even more so, you realize that your old college stamina is just that – a relic of another time. Although your collegiate lifestyle is clearly better left behind, the speed at which your old age pounces is shocking. Suddenly, the realization dawns that you transformed from a heavy weight to light; practically nocturnal to having a mere one or two late nights a week, if you are ambitious; and allergic to alcohol – or at least your body graciously confirms for you the following days that your stamina is indeed a historical concept.

It does not take long to realize that despite clinging to a youthful zest – age is a state of mind, but not of body.

Exhausted by the end of the workday, you find yourself consistently in bed, lights out, by ten or eleven, and on a scandalously late night, perhaps closer to twelve – a schedule that was unfathomable not long ago. The era of consecutive late nights filled with studying and socializing belong to another life, gaining distance exponentially from our new reality each day. Although we may not physically look much different or be cognizant of the fact that our lives are permanently altered – we begrudgingly, excitedly, or more likely somewhere in between, continue to awkwardly morph into functional adults.