I’ve had a lot of conversations with friends recently about life and age and such. Some of us aren’t doing so well.
Time has passed and for some of my friends it has not been kind. Activities that once invigorated now cause physical damage and hasten our degeneration. When depression takes us now a night out no longer solves the problem. It doesn’t even alleviate it. Time seems shorter and we achieve less with each week than we once did… or maybe our expectations have risen and it is that we look to achieve more.
I spoke with a friend today about this and he put it quite succinctly; “life is starting to take its toll on us”. And indeed he’s correct. Few of my friends face crises they have not faced before. It has simply become too much, too often and that repetition, that banal prediciatably has taken its toll on many of us in different ways.
