“Youth is the great deceiver” – The diary of an Immortal by David Castello
Think about it.
When you were young, all things were possible.
Every day was an adventure.
And then life slaps you across the mouth.
You age. Your time on the planet slips away.
Others rave about the wonderful Golden Years.
Screw the Golden Years.
I want to be young again.
“Somewhere inside you age all too quickly” – The Bat by Jo Nesbo
And my brain makes it worse by bringing up all of my most memorable conquests and the events surrounding them. It teases me and frustrates me to no end. Things seemed to have gone downhill somewhere in my forties.
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Forties. Wow. Seems the years began to reign me in around my late sixties.
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