Every once in awhile, I remember the person who was a teenager in the body of an elderly woman at the Folger Shakespeare Library's Shakespeare's Birthday Festival.

That happened in the 1990s. 

Gosh, she was fascinating. 

It was like she was the same age as me when I was 19 or so, but she had the appearance of someone in an older body and long gray hair. It was so crazy! Seeing her really blew my mind.

She was very happy to be there. She really liked whatever was going on with this Shakespeare festival. 

But I probably stared at her too much and then her energy was a little bit like, leave me alone. Don't bother me.

But it wasn't like in an old woman way at all 

It was literally like she was a teenager in an older woman's body. I've been so curious for my whole life how that could have happened???

How did she retain the attitude of a young woman throughout her life? 

Or was it just, that's who she was on that day, because she was happy to be at the festival at the Folger Shakespeare Library? 

She must have died by now. 

She must have reincarnated. 

She could be a young person now, and I am the older person. 

I don't understand why more people don't want to believe in reincarnation. I mean, if you don't let it mess with you too much, it can be really fun.

But yeah, it was like she was my age but she was just in the body of somebody with older skin and long gray hair. 

She was quite petite as well. She probably almost had a teenage body, too. 

I wonder what it was like to be her when she was truly young. You know, like back in the 1920s or '30s or whenever it was.

How did she show up in an older woman's body but still manage to look like a teenager?

If they could bottle up her essence and sell it as a perfume, I think it would make so much money!!!

There we go. I dipped a little toe into capitalism.