There was a topic on age vs noise recently. my neighbor is celebrating her birthday. I can't stand the noise. Nothing to do with the physical phenomenon, it's actually not loud at all. It's the feeling caused by what it means. A birthday party, never had one. Childhood friend living next door, not friends anymore, decades. Reminiscing how awkward and useless I feel in others parties. The disconnection with the world. The supply of happy moments they all have access to which is intractably invisible to my eyes.
Is that how it feels for real old people ? sour nostalgia ? depletion of happiness ?
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