the best is yet to come

I like to think that the best parts of my are still up my sleeve somewhere. That I am still a bit mysterious, even to myself. I wonder at the things that will come later in life and have faith at the amazement to come. I like to think that there isn't a person out there who knows all of me because the best parts are still to come. I'm sure those parts will come out someday when I'm ready to share them with the world, but for now I like to think they are safe and sound hidden away in the dark recesses of my mind. Women are a fine wine right? We all just get better with age :)