1. I talk less. Unless I'm at work, because I'm being payed to talk to people. But otherwise I tend to convey things more with a grunt or just a look. My friend Erin says that guys are only allotted some many words in their lifetime so the older you get, the less words you use.
2. I'm better at admitting when I'm wrong. And I find more gratitude in saying "you were right, sorry." than saying "HA! Told you!"
3. I'm slowly getting cynical. Not outwardly. I still try to be nice to people, but on the inside I find myself being more and more critical of other people and their flaws. I find myself being at ends with humanity and resenting myself for being a middle-class suburban white kid. I don't want to be this way.
4. I need a lot more alone time than I used to. I actually prefer to be alone for the most part.
5. Also I started writing this yesterday morning and just now finished it. Which means I'm getting Alzheimer's. I'm getting old!
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