During the teens, you can’t wait to spread out your wings and have a test flight.
The twenties lets you travel far and wide to explore this wonderous world and meet your match, who makes your heart flutter.
The thirties bring responsibilities; you have a nest and, “the early bird gets the worm” is your mantra.
The forties are for keeping a hawk-eye on things and saving up for the long and cold winter ahead.
In your fifties, you are tired of flying around. You want to rest a bit and crave a second chance to admire what you missed in a hurry.
The Sixties is when you want to return back to the nest.
The seventies makes you crave for your nest to be as filled and be noisy as it was during the thirties.
The eighties are like a bitterly cold winter storm that drags on and on, and you just can’t wait to get over with it.
The nineties are about silently staring at others going through the same thing that you did all along.
When you hit a century, it’s a celebration for everyone around you but you.
Random Musings 