There. I’ve said it. As the sassy t-shirt says, “I can’t believe how old people my age are.” Or worse, “I see these old people, and realize I went to high school with them.” Yes, age is a stark reality, and as my late aunt used to say, “It isn’t for sissies.” I can’t even say that I’m “middle aged”, because that would mean that I’m planning to live to 140.
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