A thought.

This was tied into a rant I was going to – and still may – write. Something occurred to me about getting older. It’s not so much that people grow obsolete with age than it is that other people just grow used to them. If you were an individual who pioneered certain things, then after a while -- when other people follow your lead -- those things become less noteworthy to the perception of other folks with the passing of time. And once people expect wonderful things from somebody, then every new thing they produce becomes less and less wonderful and more and more of an expectation that is simply fulfilled.

I need some coffee.