A little bit if disorientation.

I guess it is a natural thing since I am far removed from what I expected to be when I was a child. I don't recall thinking 35 and unmarried even seemed possible. So here I am... treading daily in territory that didn't really exist in my mind for most of my life. I think, in many ways, I might subconsciously deny the reality of it on a pretty regular basis as it is. But time just keeps pressing on no matter how much I might think(or try to pretend) otherwise. Maybe it's not so bad to do that anyway... I rather prefer to live in ignorance of certain things that have the potential to turn my attitude sour anyway.