I used to look at older guys wearing sandals with black socks or hats with ear flaps or singing badly in public or something ridiculous like that and think “I wonder if he knows how stupid he looks. I hope I never wear/do anything that embarrassing.” Now one of the best things about getting older is that I absolutely 100% do not give a flying fuck what someone I don’t know thinks of me. I don’t want strangers to think I am hip or cool or fashionable or anything. I simply do not care what they think. I want to be happy and comfortable and have fun and if that means an army of strangers think I am the biggest loser in the world then I could not give less of a shit. Call it confidence or apathy or self-esteem or giving up, but it is so much better than the constant worry about what people thought of me I felt when I was younger. Now to put on my Starfleet shirt, hop in my car, roll my windows down and blast Neil Diamond.
- posted by ND¢ at 7:20 AM on August 31
