The Oldest 18 Year Old
by Nic Olson
I can likely say that with confidence. I realize this every day at work. I don’t think it is because I’m outta shape, I think my body is 30 years older than we think it is. I’ve got Wilf-Jerms Knee Disease quite often, my lower back often aches hard (yeah I lift with my knees), and each morning I wake up with fingers I can barely move, from what I figure is Arthritis. If that doesn’t qualify me for an old man, nothing does.
Maybe I think this because I’m almost 19. Once you’re 19, you’ve got one more year of youth, then you are hootched. I don’t like that thought. That is why, when things come along, things that are awesome, you (I) should take advantage of them. India, Yellowknife, Vancouver(?), Overseas again(?). Maybe I’ll even visit Tim in Saskatoon!!!! And even if I end up staying in Regina, my youth will not be wasted, I guarantee you that. I heard a quote once that said something along the lines of, “If you think joy is a matter of location, you are damn wrong”. I think that is how it went.
Pretty much from August until forever, I have little to no plans, and I’m loving that. Stress free. Maybe stress free will eventually meld into arthritis free. Is the cure for arthritis not planning your future? I sure hope so.