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I am sorry, but your comment just doesn't compute. Too close to what? I was off by 15 years!
I thought about commenting that 32 isn't that old but I can't chime in with wishing I were "young again" as well. I have said before that I am 38. I have plenty of friends in their 40's and 50's. My dad is, uh 79? He quit mowing the lawn about 3 years ago or so. I expect my best years to be ahead of me. I think Tolkein had it right: the Tweens (twenties -- but viewed as if they are an extended part of the teen years) are awkward.
But, hey, I threw out my bed a week ago -- which had apparently gotten contaminated with mildew or something -- and I feel like I have been gifted a new body for Christmas. I feel decades "younger" (healthier) and probably look 5 years younger than I did a week ago. They can start carding me again when I buy liquor. If I get any "younger", I will look exactly like my avatar, a nickname I haven't been called in years. (I am no longer blonde, like I was as a tot, but I've still got the curls.)