So, this year I have officially started my mid-life crisis. I turn 40 in September so I figure I should not procrastinate
. Therefore, in an effort to relive my High School glory days, I have hooked up at a gymnastics gym that allows old people. Trust me, it's not easy to find a gym that allows people over the age of 12 to work out on the equipment. I might break a hip or something 
. Nevertheless, I think I am in pretty go shape for a guy my age. For you sadistic types, I will post some pictures of my ripped up hands later.In other news, have you seen this? Teacher and Student. I do not know how I feel about this. My initial primal reaction is "Nice". I mean, if I were still 16, I would be all over this MILF, right? But then I think, what is wrong with her that she is messing around with a 16 year old boy? Then I get a little grossed out. She must have serious issues. And, of course, the double standard notwithstanding. If it were a 31yo guy and 16yo girl, fry him, right?
But, who am I to judge? Here I am, almost 40, perving on 20 year old hotties on SG. That is a 20 year difference. Hell, I've even been flirting with Gunyre. Does that make me a sick bastard? Maybe. But, this stuff happens a lot. Probably more that we know. In some countries, it is institutionalized and encouraged. As a race, we are primally driven to be attracted to ideal mates, no matter what the age. The question is, as human beings, should we resist these natural urges? The answer depends on who you ask and when. If you ask Nike, they will tell you, "Just do it". Mountain Dew? "Do it to it". The Dead Poet's Society? "Carpe Diem". The Catholic church? "Abstinence" (unless you are a priest with a boy, but I digress). At what point do we stop becoming human and start becoming animals again? Is there anything wrong with being an animal? Animals are innocent, right? Driven by primal urges over which they have no control, for survival.
But, we are human. We are self aware. We survive on our intellect, not our instincts. Our actions have consequences. Of all the creatures on this planet, only we are aware of the future. We are aware that tomorrow will come and the choices we make today will effect that tomorrow. As such, we have a responsibility to the planet, to our fellow humans, and to ourselves to make those decisions count.
So, should a 16 and 30 year old have sex? What about 18 and 30? 20 and 40? 15 and 16? I don't know. Society picks a number and draws a line and says, "On this side of the line, it is OK". Obviously, we are by no means perfect beings. Our standards, morals, and values change day-by-day. I guess we really have to decide if we are willing to live with our decisions we make today. It is not always an easy choice.
Anyway, like I said, Midlife Crisis. I guess I am getting a little deep in my old age. I will leave you with Thoreau:
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.
- Henry David Thoreau
why not go out to live in the woods like thoreau?
ps. for what it's worth, I've been with men older than you and can't say age difference has ever been a big deal to me. if both parties are legally and emotionally of age it's their business.