Flannery
Pretty much all of my adult life, I’ve always thought that I would get the chance to be young again. Over and over again I would think to myself, “This is just a rough patch, once I get through it, I’ll be able to be young again.” Over and over again I would think this. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I thought this.
It’s only now, when I look in the mirror and can see, unmistakably, that I am old, only now do I finally realize that I’m never going to get the chance to be young again.