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Uploaded: December 31, 1969 at 11:59 pm
Author: Truedantalion
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Tempus fugit! Or: I will NOT throw stuffed puppies. Well, and IF ... Okay, so I always mess it up when I start to count the grey hairs that I have. It aren't that many yet, but they're more than just a few. Too many to plainly ignore them, but not enough yet to make me really feel old.So far, so good.But there are times or events that make you think a little bit, make you reconsider the position and place you're in and ponder about your age. Something like this happened just a few days ago.I received an e-mail the other day from an old school friend. In this mail he announced that he, together with three other former school colleagues, is starting the preparations for a class reunion, celebrating the 25th anniversary of our graduation.Now wait a minute - that got me jumping!Right ... A-Levels, 1984 ... and our motto was, in Swabian dialect and with a nice alliteration in it:" S'Abi hab' i' " - "Got my A-Level" (rhyme only works in Swabian).Holy moly ... Yes, it's really and undeniably a full quarter of a century ago ... How can that be?!Okay, okay, I know: "Tempus fugit", Latin for "time flies" - somebody care to stop her, please?Or, more loosely translated: "Time is racing by" ... Hm, where are those darn radar controls if, for once, you'd really need one?!Somehow I am absolutely unable to believe that it's REALLY been that long ago. 25 years - that's a full quarter of a century, for crying out loud!But ... on the other hand ...If I'm in a supermarket, waiting in line at the cashier's, and a child says to his mother: "Mummy, this man there does have LONG hair, doesn't he?" ...... well, then, once in a while, I'm also unable to believe that the kid has been actually referring to ME.Not in question of gender, mind you - but because the term "man" attributes someone who is grown-up and old (or at least OLDER) ... and somehow I do not really want to make my peace being labeled that way.No, I do NOT want to be "forever young" and am therefore hopping on board of every fashion knick-knacks, just to be hip and stay up to date.I define for myself what is "hip" for me. And if, for example, I happen to like the German band Tokio Hotel (as I do), and if millions of frenziedly screaming teenagers do so, too, then you will NOT see me screaming along, BUT I really dig the band's music, I appreciate the honest and profound lyrics - and I really fancy Bill's outfit and his androgynous style.And this is not the case, because I try to stay young by whatever means at hand. It is so because there is an "ageless state of youth" being created and maintained, by the things I do and the way that I am. Or maybe better "a youthful state of agelessness".But I admit: In moments like the one when I received the above mentioned e-mail I start to ... well, let's say I start to PONDER a bit. But I guess that's quite okay.What's 25 years?A piece of history. For some: A whole lifespan. And in the history of the universe: A fraction of a heartbeat.For me, it has been a tremendously intense and energetic time with ups and downs, and I do not want to miss a single second of it, although not everything was good. And yet: It's all a part of me.P.S.:Just for the record - no, you will probably NOT see me ever visiting a concert of Tokio Hotel. I do like seeing them perform live on stage, but I prefer enjoying things like these at home via DVD or BluRay, with excellent sound and optics.And IF I should ever go to concert of Tokio Hotel, then you will NOT find me amidst of the girls that (like back in the days with the Beatles) are pressing themselves towards the stage, screaming in a frenzy and waving like crazy, hoping that Bill might notice them and give them a smile.And IF that should be the case someday ANYHOW, then I will at least NOT throw any stuffed puppies on the stage - let alone a boxer shorts.And if I SHOULD do the latter ...... well, who knows - maybe Bill would like it :-)!