Age, like time, is an illusion.

I am obviously not immune to the effects of age, especially when considering the social challenges which seem to unnecessarily arise in my life tend to occur more and more as time goes by, but I still tend to think it is all less relevant than most people tend to think. I do not mind poking fun at it. It can take the place of weather in a casual, small-talk sort of conversation just fine.

I guess a part of the whole age thing that seems to be plaguing me, without any help from others, is the self-critical ideas I am now having about what age disparity could mean to any girl I might be interested in. This is particularly acute now that I have had recent(semi-recent, really) rejection in large part because of our age difference, and because most of the girls that are a part of my social environment are definitely in the age range that would likely follow suit. I suppose I yet again realize my position in life in this way... between a rock and a hard place.

Anyway, it is nice to get some of the ideas about this topic out, despite any possibility that it is actually helping my case in any particular way. Merely expressing is cathartic enough for me, in many cases.