This is not a mid-life crisis!

I'm fidgety. I'm restless. And, in all likelihood, I'm driving everyone around me insane.
 
There's a little group of us at work, all approaching or just passed one of those magical milestone ages. You know the one. Something that I swore blind I would never let bother me. I've got a few gray hairs here and there - teenagers will do that to you - and, yes, I'm going a bit thin on top - mainly because my son makes me want to tear my hair out. So far, though, I'm holding up. No need for artificial color or silly hairpieces yet - or ever - and my age exceeds my waist, so as far as I'm concerned, I'm not doing too badly. Those little aches here and there are nothing - it's not the years, it's the mileage. Age is just a number.
 
A few of the co-workers though aren't doing so well. They've claimed they're overdue for their "mid-life crisis" and are desperately seeking validation, any excuse to splash out on a sports car and chase after girls half their age. That won't work for me; for a start, I don't have a driving license (long story) and, secondly, chasing my daughters' friends seems a bit... well, off. Certainly not my idea of a good time.
 
Nevertheless, I'm energized all of a sudden. I'm feeling the need to be a kid again. I'm running around just like Auntie did that one time when she was on her hormone replacement therapy. I can't wait for it to rain so I can go outside and splash in a puddle. I'm playing air guitar (or air drums) in my office. I'm singing... in places other people can hear it. I want to play Beatles or Lego Rock Band when they come out on the Nintendo. Forget that, I want to dig real musical instruments out of the closet and make an utter fool of myself. I want to write a novel, revolutionize the Internet, and get another degree. I love smiling at complete strangers. I want to be loud, boisterous, and utterly irresponsible.
 
And that's exactly what I'm going to do. This is absolutely, positively, utterly normal. This is how I behave all the time. Honest. This is not a mid-life crisis! And, no, I am most emphatically *not* in denial about it.

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