I think that because I am an empath that sort of soaks up people’s personalities when I meet them, I have this weird habit of feeling like I am the same age as anyone I am chatting with.  A friend of mine just posted this funny thing that if you go back in time right now the same amount of years as Marty McFly did from 1985 to 1955, you would be going to 1991.  Needless to say, that was an abrupt reminder that I am not the same age as this intelligent, silly and beautiful senior but I enjoyed our time together nonetheless!