Getting older. I feel myself getting older. The lines on my face are getting deeper. The effects of a poor night's sleep are greater. I can't eat as much, can't drink as much as I could even a couple of years ago. Exercise is increasingly a necessity. My friends are getting married. The need for stability is growing. I'm mellowing. I'm aging. Don't cry for me: I'm only twenty-seven. But that's just old enough for me to be thinking about these things, to be coming to terms with the fact that I'm not as young as I used to be.