Yes! This is how I feel! I am exactly the same person I was at 14, I like to say. I'm just more that person. For me, age hasn't been a morphing of one identity to another. It has, rather, been the peeling off of layers, a distillation. I am a fine aged whiskey, or cheese (my kids would say, snort!). I am the exact person I remember when I think of chasing fireflies and sleeping under a blanket fort when I was a kid. I still have dreams of traveling into space, still love nature as much as my fellow humans, still sneak chocolate into bed. I'm the Same Me, just aged, refined, forged in the fire of experience and dispair. I just keep getting better. But I'm still Me, and exactly, 100 percent, the person I thought I would be. I may not have the career I thought I would have, or be married to a Star Trek prince. But I'm that same weird kid with pigtails and a sense of crazy wonder. Yeah.