ARE WE? Almost THERE YET?
Well, I’ve orbited our fat old sun 80 times thus far so… yeah, I guess we must say almost. At any rate, it’s a hell of a lot closer than it ever has been before. On the other hand, our dad passed at 97 and mom at 95, so if genetics has anything to say about it, it could be a relative while still before we roll into the station.
Don’t get me wrong– not wallowing in morbidity here. Still sixteen years old in my heart and my mind (my mind being where I hang my hat nearly 24/7). This scarred-up container I reside in is still mobile
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