An observation about the beach
At the beach, there are young men and women, mostly teens and those in their early 20s.
There is also a fairly broad representative of folks in their 50s and 60s.
There are hardly any in their 30s and 40s. Virtually none.
I think when you’re young, you’re happy to gallivant with few clothes and a nice tan.
In your child-raising years, you start feeling self-conscious about your body’s imperfections: Lumpier, whiter skin among the offenders.
But, by your 50s, you think, “Chuck it. Who cares?” and you can go out in public in a swimming suit again.