I'm not getting older anymore.
Some time back I sat down and thought about it. You're a kid and you can't wait to be 16, then 18, then 21. So you wish aging upon yourself chasing these milestones but none of them turn out to be as great as the advertising makes them out to be. And you get distracted and keep getting older.
I decided that, since I willed it upon myself, I would no longer consent to the aging process. For my 55th birthday I gave myself the present of getting younger every day.
That has worked out very well for me and this year I celebrated my 54th birthday and gave myself the present of getting 2 days younger every day.
I'm only going to go back to 47 or maybe 45 because I really didn't have any sense before then. Also, I don't want to go back so far that my hair has color again because I don't remember what color it was and I don't want to freak me out.