When people get old they sometimes wonder what happened. Facebook is filled with posts like that. That is their problem. Of the course of the years it has become apperant that not everone acts their age. Age is really a mental thing. A child can exhibit extreme maturity. An old person can act completely immature. We do not always act our age.
Me, I am just a sixteen year old hiding in an old body that has the wisdom of the years. This is a conscious decision. There are a number of reasons for this. I work with college students, I look up to, and respect them. My mental age reflects that. Also I am quite inquisitive, the years have not yet jaded me. Very importantly I have just learned to drive, the world is now capable of being explored.
Mentally I am learning, though I am old enough to realize that education has failed. At sixteen I knew the media did not present a realistic view of the world. Though I could not really know who was lying. At sixteen I was young enough that I could still dream, I had not yet been ground down by reality. At sixteen I had just begun to work. The future was bright, I was not yet disappointed with life.
So many of the people my age live in the past, they cannot let go of their past. It is rather sad.
There is another reason I picked sixteen, oh sweet sixteen. I had seen a UFO when I was 16. I was in Boy Scouts troop meeting, the scout master came in and said there was a UFO outside. Naturally inquisitive I went outside to look. In the air there were two silent luminous green rectangles. Perfectly aligned with each other they swooped through the sky. I thought what goes up must come down, so I waited. It did not come down, it began to travel to the east. I had a little red convertible, so I jumped in and gave chase. With the top down I could look up and see it fly through the sky. Surprisingly I was able to keep up with it. Yet I was beginning to think that it was going to go out over the water. There was a really large building on the water where the would build some of the American Cup yachts. There was a way to drive up onto the roof that was not always closed off. I thought I would take a chance and see if I could drive to the top of the building.
I made it to the top of the building and had a great view of the sky, and what was below. Above the craft went across the sky and over the sound towards the island. Below a number of police cars drove towards the shore.
There are a lot of things we do not know, and cannot explain. Yet if I were to guess an explanation it was me from the future coming to check on my past to see if I was real. I would be able prove my own existence by say if I dance above this building long enough a boy would come out and jump into a small red convertible and give chase. The boy would then go to the big building where he could see all. He would then stand next to his car and stare in awe.
I would have proved my own existence whilst swooping about the sky, and time. Life is but a dream.