I’ve had a little bug for the last week or so that has really slowed my down. And although I have attempted a medical solution, apparently this malady has to “run its course.”
And since I haven’t been operating at 100%, I’ve had a little more time to think, and reflect, and to look towards the future.
After all, I’m no spring chicken. And my overall health is only going to deteriorate as I get older. It’s strange to think of myself as not jest “getting older,” but just “getting old.”
It’s strange because on the inside, I still fell like a thirty-something lad full of vigor and stamina.
But these days, my “quintessence of dust” is less responsive to my youthful impulses. I have to set more and more limits on what I am able to physically perform.
Life is a wondrous mystery, and we only understand it after we’ve live through it!
And that’s what makes every day worth living!
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