age is not a number

Age.
it's a feeling, isnt it.?
Today I am closer to the end of my life on this earth than ever before. 
I've been thinking about this lately... and how I want to accomplish certain things before it's Too Late.  It isn't morbid really, just realistic.
I used to be much more adventurous than I am now.
Hop in the car and take an impromptu trip... book a flight to NY for a day or two....meet a friend for a spontaneous city rendezvous...paint a wall with abandon...
Now days, I think about driving home in the rainy dark or delayed flight hassles or just plain fatigue....and i say Eh, maybe I'll just stay in. 
Is it due to my age? probably. But much the same way that I like to eat locally and in season (as much as possible), I think my body knows what I need. 
​
Its making me a little sad tho. Because I still have the damn mind of a 38 year old. LOL

Anyway...this painting is called 'an uncomfortabe transition'.
​It was originally something about forest or bark...but evolved as it went.
I liked working on it so much! It was therapeutic and interesting and I enjoyed staring at it and seeing different things, yams came to mind many times.  Lots of detail.