One is
often reminded of their age in everyday life. Some times in a way that boosts
the ego and sometimes in a way that just makes you feel old. It was during one
such moment of age-reminding weakness that I made myself a strawberry milk with
Nesquik and settled in front of my laptop. Fueled by pink liquid-y goodness, I
ponder what it means to feel old. Now, still being under 30 I don’t have much
to complain about yet. But that doesn’t mean I can’t feel as though the ever
constant time has left an impact on my life since childhood. Because it has.
Things I once loved as a child have gone out of style or out of fashion—forgotten
by a world advanced by and dependent on technology. Gone are the days of giant
brick-sized Gameboys, walk-mans, and dial-up internet. Kids nowadays come out
of the womb with an iPad and a Blu Ray player. They have no memory of corded
landline phones, cassette tapes, VCRs and walking to school uphill both ways in
the snow—just kidding on the last one. It’s not just the last 20 years that
have made a significant difference, even in the last 10 years I have noticed
how far we have come. Songs from around the time I was born are being played on
the oldies station. TV shows and movies from the early 90s are celebrating 20
year anniversaries. It’s enough to make you think, wow, it’s been 20 years
since Little Rascals, Dumb and Dumber, and Wyatt Earp (the movie with Kevin
Costner in honor of my recent visit to Tombstone). As much as I am in awe of
today’s culture in comparison with days long past, I can also appreciate a lot
of what we have today. The child I once was would marvel at the computer that
can fit in your hand and be used as a phone at the same time. Or, the ability
to record live TV and watch it later. The existence of WiFi internet that is
making it possible for me to be typing this from my bedroom instead of
restricted to a computer desk by an Ethernet cable. Things today’s generation
takes for granted and what my generation values. So next chance you get, hand a
kid a pen and a cassette tape and ask them how those two items are related. If
we’re going to be old, we should at least have fun with it.
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