There's no denying that 71 years in a "human suit" is a long time. The suit is a little worn and threadbare. The stuffing in the scarecrow is getting moldy. Thank the Lord He has seen fit allow my mind to remain sharp and "young" with a touch of wisdom.
Oh, I am not entirely interested in what the "young suit model" think is "the cat's meow" or "cool" or whatever they're "verbifying". these days. Though, I can conjure new words with the best of them. Truly, when I stay away from the mirror, and don't expect the stamina of my teenager body to suddenly return, I am ageless. Of course when my sister who is 11 years my senior tells me that I am indeed "old" , I think she is just projecting. Another anniversary of my original Earthfall, and hope for joy and purpose as I circumnavigate Old Sol to the next one.
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