Journey of an Old Man

I wasn’t always this old. At least I never thought of myself as old. I never really understood how one ‘gets old’. Why stop doing things and activities that were once enjoyed? Why allow stress and fatigue to prevail? My life’s trek has forever been one filled with creativity, imagination, dream, and optimism. I was a child of wonder, filled with unlimited possibilities of what could be. I could almost fly.

Then, life plays out. Changes occur. Changes simply just ‘happen’. That part of life is tough, real tough. And now I navigate the world, my life, through a completely different lens. The veil has been removed.

I wasn’t always this old. At least I never thought of myself as old, until now.

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