Not to brag, but just went into another room and actually remembered why I went in there.
Not to brag, but just went into another room and actually remembered why I went in there. It was the bathroom, but still…
At my age, rolling out of bed in the morning is the easy part. Getting off the floor is a whole other story…
My neighbors complained about me groaning too loud having sex in the morning… if they only knew I’m just trying to put on my socks…
Getting old is weird because you’re still that same enthusiastic kid, trapped in a shitshow of a body.
I hate it when you can’t figure out how to operate the iPad and the resident tech expert is asleep. Because he’s five and it’s past his bedtime.
Aging is tricky. It’s like you still feel young inside, but then every once in a while you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror and reality just smacks you in the face.
Life’s journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, “Holy cow, what a ride!”
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