Tell us all about the person you were when you were sixteen. If you haven’t yet hit sixteen yet, tell us about the person you want to be at sixteen.
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Like Merlin in some old Arthurian tales, I am living backwards in time.
Right now, I’m entirely too old and most days, including today, I feel at least 100 years old.
And I’m pretty sure I was never truly sixteen and definitely never Sweet Sixteen. I wasn’t that kind of kid. I was old when I was young, so my reasoning is that as I get older, I will finally be young, like I should have been first time ’round.
Life’s been getting up my nose recently anyhow, so I’m fully prepared for youth — at long last.
It could happen, right?
So what do I want to be when I finally slide into youth? I want to be healthy. No drama, no teenage angst. I will be smart. I will find other smart kids to hang with. I will laugh at the bullies as the losers they are. I will enjoy the freedom of being young with all original body parts working properly for however long it lasts. Magic? Sure, why not.
Going backwards in time has got to give one a few advantages. Life and Karma owe me that much.