Nothing, Really

Not much to say, but I'll still try to say it.

Why does age become a factor in compatibility? You're as old as you feel, no matter what the number. I think age is irrelevant. Then again, I'm no expert.

Why do little, seemingly meaningless bits of trivia stick in our minds, yet hugely important, potentially life-altering things slip by? On some other level are the importance of things reversed? Are we truly guided by fate? Or is all this some tree-huggin', granola-eatin', new age hippy crap LOL.

Where is this post going? Another one of my aimless wanderings around the dusty, seldom lighted, areas of my mind? Or something deeper, yet more subtle? Will the thread of thought be pursued, or just left to wither?

Wither it is.

See you when I see you.
Baron