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12/13/2002 10:00:00 AM

Sometimes I question my ability to be perceived as an adult.

My father loves to play the lottery. Each week he buys the same numbers. (oh what I could do with that investment in mutual funds using Charles J. Givens money movement strategy...see, that sounded very adult like, maybe this is not internal, but an external struggle. ) So he asked me to pick up his tickets for him. I walk in to the store, show the cashier the numbers and she says...

"Do you have any I.D? I'm sorry I have to ask." "Ummm, yeah" I say blushing. "Here". "Oh". "I look younger than I am huh?" I say trying to release some of the nervous energy. "Yes you do."

How old do you have to be to play the lottery I wonder? Realizing that even if it was 18 or 19 years old, that puts me over by 12 or 13 years. Is this my skincare regimen or am I projecting a much, much younger persona? It's a nice feeling to look younger, but it's going to get old when I go into the bank to apply for a mortgage on a house.

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