One of my favorite t-shirts was one that said "Inside every 80-year-old is an 18-year-old wondering what the hell happened".
There was a time when someone 60 years old was "old". Later this year I'll be 60. Now "old" is 85. How did that happen?
I spent 29 years with the same employer, and that now seems like a "past life". The major events stick out and the boredom and tedium are forgotten.
But I look at DW and still see the pretty girl I married 21 years ago.