How did this happen?
I’m wearing sensible shoes.
My blue jeans have elastic in the waist.
I signed up for Twitter and find I have nothing to say.
My hair is in a rut but I’m working on it.
I’m more sentimental than at any other time of my life.
I need to go on a(nother) diet.
My friends have scattered. Or I have.
I’m afraid of more things than ever.
People younger than I are dying.
Bucket list time is running out.
I finally understand the Blues.
Christmas lights make me happy all year ’round.
I wonder if God moved away, or I did.
I see two very real lifelines intersecting — on one, I’m growing older every day, and on the other I’m happier than I’ve ever been. Once their timelines cross, I worry about what might change.
Fall. A good time for reflection. That’s enough of that for this year.