Age is an interesting thing. Only children use fractions to tell their age. "I'm four and a half." You're never twenty three and a half or thirty six and a half.
You get into your teens, now there is no holding back. You jump to the next number or even a few ahead.
"How old are you?" "I'm going to be 16." You could be 13, but hey, you're going to be 16! and then the greatest day of your life...you BECOME 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. You BECOME 21. Yesss!
But then, you TURN 30. Ooooh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He turned. We had to throw him out. There's no fun now. You're just a sour dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa. Put on the brakes. It's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and you're dreams are gone.
But, wait... you MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would. So, you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40 , REACH 50 and MAKE IT to 60.
You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70. After that is is day-to-day, You HIT Wednesday.
You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle. You HIT lunch. You TURN 4:30, you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into your 90's you start going backwards. "I'm just 92."
Then a strange thing happens. You make is over 100. You become a little kid again. "I'm just 100 and a half."
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