scooters, vacation, fall

Two days ago I went to meet with a man who we hired to do some printing work for us. As the man came out from his office I just gazed at his hair. Lately, I have been wishing I had more hair, so it seems I observe everyone elses hair, like Copernicus observing the sun and earth. This man just spent the last week working on a project for us, has called us back to meet with him on this project, and all Im doing is looking at his hair and thinking of nothing else. In fact, the entire meeting I thought about his hair and wondered if kids look at me and think "He must be an adult because he has a larger head and his hair poofs out in a mature way". As much as we would like to stay young, there are certain things about the human body that will always give our age away. The space between the neck and the upper chest....this tends to poof out just a tiny bit on older men. I kept looking at this spot on this man and thinking to myself "thats only going to get saggier, the older he gets, and if I was having to take care of him as he became older, I would have remembered back at this meeting and noticing this spot was more poofy now than it was back when I thought it was already poofy". I also noticed he colored his hair. He had multi-colors like a calico cat. Was his time for re-color coming soon? Maybe if I did my hair like his, I wouldnt have issues with money management and I would get into a healthy relationship. Anyway, all I can say is I walked out of this meeting only to remember a couple of things he mentioned about his ideas for our printing job we hired him for. The rest of my thoughts were filled with the poofy spot between his neck and his upper chest, and his bigger adult hair topped with his calico coloring. I dont want to get older...maybe I just dont want to face the fact that I have to prepare for retirement, and that one day those nice comfortable tan colored tennis shoes that will never wear down are going to be important to me. Im thinking if I become a daredevil and jump things in a homemade rocket motorcycle, then maybe I wouldnt have to worry about this sort of thing.