Each morning I hand in my too cool GenX card for a few minutes and go STRAIGHT BOOMER while using Facebook to wish my friends a Happy Birthday. That’s right Birthday Notifications Product Manager, I’m your 365 DAU. Some folks publish their ages while others have them hidden but quite often I’m surprised by how young most people still are – in the sense that maybe we met while they were just out of school or in their first job, and this was 10-15 years ago, so they’re early 30s or whatever in 2026. For context, I’m 52 and have been out in Bay Area since 1998 — many of the folks in my network were born later, the Millennial cohort especially over-represented on Facebook I’d imagine.

It also occurs to me that something different might be happening on the other end of the connection: the Birthday celebrant feeling they are so old. My own projection? Possibly. I’ve written before about my 20s and 30s trying to outrun a ‘failure tiger‘ and then in my 40s coming to grips with moving into an ‘elder’ statesman tier. But conversations among ourselves suggest this cycle repeats itself every generation. Plus the hastening pace of both signal and noise within the AI supercycle has its own exhaustion (exasperation?) for many.

Rarely does it help to tell someone they shouldn’t feel the way they do, so dismissing their ‘I’m getting so old’ without recognizing the power of those thoughts would be ineffective, despite the bluntness of this post’s title. Instead I’ll just reiterate what I said in the first paragraph: the “HBD 🎂🥳” poke you see from me isn’t just a ‘way to go’ but it’s a ‘you’ve got a ways to go.’ Lots done already and lots more time, energy, and cycles ahead.