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Being Too Old Is a Beautiful State of Mind

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some maundering about why i go to fewer parties

Recently, a bunch of my Internet acquaintances threw a three-day party in Austin, kind of a Burning Man type thing at which there would be many entertaining discussions, singalongs, and probably some high-quality pond swimming. I was excited about going. Then, one morning, I woke up and realized that I was Too Old for this. The time in my life for such things is over. I sold my ticket to a friend and felt very good about leaving certain joys to others. When people asked me if I was going, I told them that I was Too Old to go, and they were quick to mention that there were people of similar…

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