Saturday, August 22, 2015
I'm Getting Old
My morning shower is a place where I psych myself up to face the day. Amidst imaginary conversations with people who aren't there and bursts of song, I let the hot water wash away the stress and chaos of the prior day and equip me to start the new day fresh.
This morning, as I was about to shave my legs, I looked down and saw a squiggly line. Assuming it was a hair from my head, I reached down to brush it away, not wanting it to get tangled in my razor. Only to discover that line was not brown, but purple. It was a vein.
Awesome. My legs are getting ugly and my eyesight is going.
Bring on the day.
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