I was in a GameStop one day and there was a father and son there. The son was wanting to buy some Pokemon cards and asked his father if they were similar to the Pokemon cards they had when he was growing up and that’s when it hit me that people who grew up playing Pokemon are old enough to have children.
If it wasn’t going bald after high school or turning 30, it had to be when I turned 36 since I realized I could have pressed a magic reset button and relived my first 18 years of life over again within that time.
The first time was when I realized I couldn’t read the digital clock on the microwave when I was sitting in the livingroom. I’d been able to do that most of my life, but suddenly it was too far away and blurry.
My eyesight isn’t even bad, I don’t wear glasses and don’t have a problem reading books or seeing things near or far.
But damn, did that make me realize I’m getting old.
I’ve always enjoyed some classic rock, when I was a kid I used to listen to the oldies station and groove to some Steppenwolf or whatever. One day I was driving to work, radio tuned to the classic rock station, and they played Pearl Jam.
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