I feel old. Now, let me lay a few ground rules. Old is subjective. I may feel old but there is always older. As soon as there is something new, something else can and might become old. This is not a cry to be told that I am not old, this isn’t about age.
Yet, I feel old, so what do I mean? Well, I lost a tooth this week. Not in the sense of misplacing it. I saw exactly where it went. I mean it was removed from my mouth because it was not optimal. It was a bad tooth. It had to go. It was a mercy removal. It had an abscess a few years back, then had root treatment, then cracked and was rebuilt, but it never regained its former glory.
That’s not all. I hurt my knee over Christmas. My knee has a weakness so if I bend it too far or too quick or not quite right I get an ouch. And my shoulder has had a twinge. On top of it all, I have had a cold. Now a cold is nothing to do with age, but on top of everything else, it is making me feel old. So back to the opening sentence.
And then there is an ache in my back. It might be a muscle pulled, or I might have slept funny. Either way, it is painful and annoying and making me feel old.
Tomorrow I might not feel old, or not as old. I might feel young, or younger. I might feel happy, or sad. I might feel upset. I might feel annoyed. I might feel love. I hope I feel love. Love is nice. That’s the thing with feelings, they come and they go, they change.
Sometimes change is good. I’m looking forward to not feeling old.
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