Wee! I’m Old, Yet Happy!

The verdict was out. I stared at the screen in dismay as two digits splayed out in a big, loud fashion – 73. How could it be? How could I have degenerated so fast over the last few days?

I was 73 years old, physically. But, barely a week ago was I only 63! So, what happened in between?

I couldn’t accept this fact. Depression overcame me as I slumped in the couch, pressing my knuckles and letting them sink deeply into the soft, plush leather seat – my comfort zone – and reflected upon my own misery.

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