Turning sixty-five last week felt like crossing the Rubicon. And entering the country of old age. But maybe I’m overthinking again.
So impending birthdays, too much isolation, and too much hot and humid weather is enough to make anyone feel lethargic. Even me, the great cheer-er-upper.
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