Tuesday, June 02, 2009
epilogue: what do i look like to you?
I was born not knowing and have only had a little time to change that here and there.—Nobel Laureate Richard Feynman
Oddly enough, just a day after my graduation post, I was at an event, and a guy asked: So, do you go to the local high school?
To which—after a stricken silence, and a moment when I resisted the need to laugh—I said: Well, I graduated from that high school… seven years ago…
He wasn’t at all alarmed by this, but I was. I got home and stared at my face in the mirror for a while. Do I look like I’m sixteen? Seventeen?
I guess the good news is: I’ll turn forty and still have people assuming I’m thirty-one… So I suppose this is good. Unsettling, maybe, but good.—jl