rather belatedly, i've realised what's been bugging me these past few days. I was at an acting workshop on sunday, and at one point got partnered up in improv with this amazingly good-looking guy - he could've walked straight out of Tokyo Drift, he was that pretty. Anyway, in the course of things, we found out he was 17. Just turned 17.
now, i know this is not an original freak-out or anything, but i'm old enough to be his mother.
well, if it'd had him when i was 14, but still, that's still POSSIBLE, isn't it?
that is the first time i've ever looked someone up and down, then realised they're young enough to be my son. And it won't be the last time, of course not. But it's the FIRST time, and, like your first grey hair, it's a sign of the inescapable passage of time.
he was DAMN pretty tho. Siiiiiiiigh.
