Lets face it. Being old sucks. I cannot jump a five foot fence any more. Not even with a running start. I loaded 9 bales of hay into my pickup bed today and I was puffing like I had just finished an ironman competition. Dammit I quit smoking over 2 years ago. Where is the re-newed youth and vigor? Where is the payback thay promised me? I'll give you out there a clue. The desire doesn't go away or even dim with time. It sneaks up on you and whispers in your ear at odd times.
Oops... gotta go. The big dog just crapped on the floor and the little one is giving it the evil eye. God has this way of letting you know when you start whining that it could be a whole lot worse.
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