I'm younger than the rest of you.

Don’t know how one is supposed to feel. At age 80. Physically. Mentally. Emotionally. Guess it’s really up to me. Not to others. Because I’m there. I’m no longer a teenager. Or 30, 40 or 50. I’m considered old. Especially by society. Especially by younger people. But I refuse to accept the so-called norm. The label. That 80 is old, old, old. But I try to keep  getting around it. Not least being able to cavort. With my younger Italian amore. And by reminding her. Whether it’s true or not.  That women age significantly faster than men. That’s part of my comedic schtich  Yes, at 80, I’m free and able to make my own rules.  Not least being. That I’m younger than the rest of you. --Jim Broede