You will cry more often. Even simple things will burn up from your stomach, travel through your heart; get caught between your shoulders and your forehead then seep out of your eyes. The thoughts of time. The thoughts of family. The thoughts of deed will flow at any moment.
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Exercise: Sitting is the new running. One foot in front of the other is the new workout.
Aging. Molasses in a cold jar.