He is deciding to give up on being a young person. Sine he is well into his fifties it is not such a bad idea. He is not going to try to impress anyone or rely on their response to assure his value. His wardrobe, he thought, might also change: sensible shoes and more somber shades. He is going to wear sweaters more often, even before he is cold, and a scarf when he goes out. He is going to take an interest in more sedentary pursuits and read more ponderous books. Since deciding to decide this issue he thought he might do well as a junior grade elder, a less stodgy sage who could add life to discussions, providing some more recent reflection to the gathering of wise old men, hoping they won't think him too young. He is going to tell more stories, share more vital experiences with the younger people; and in general, he might focus more on planning than action, counseling more patience and further consideration of whatever is at hand. Maybe he could be critical of those less experienced, those with less time to ponder.
It is not a bad plan, but there would be no going back once he had crossed over. Maybe he will give it a bit more time and a little more thought, putting those sensible shoes on hold.
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