i hate this part of aging — forgetting stuff. getting tired. struggling to keep up.
i miss the days of having just 3 hours of sleep and getting a 15-minute nap in the afternoon is all it took to recharge. now, it takes 1 hour of napping, 2 cups of coffee, and slap in the face to get you going the rest of the afternoon. by 5pm, you could barely walk to the bathroom to pee, resisting falling asleep on your desk.
and then there’s forgetfulness. you forget your keys. you forget to turn off the lights. you forget to close a window. you couldn’t remember if you locked the door. you’re lucky you haven’t been flagged down yet — you forgot your driver’s license halfway to the office. *sigh*
in your 20s, you were on top of tech trends. everyone came to you for advice which PC parts to buy, if this cellphone is good enough, how much an LED TV should cost. [though i’m thinking there is just an oversupply of stuff and we really are being drowned in tech hardware] now, you don’t even have any idea what SnapChat is. you don’t want to touch it with a ten-foot pole. “ma-effort pag-aralan.”