Just when I start to feel like I’ve begun the downward descent from middle age, I cut my leg shaving like I’m 16 again.
There was a moment when I didn’t embrace the process gracefully, when I panicked – shouting out loud with horror- as my right eyelid sagged onto my still-wet eyeliner. This is new, I thought.
But with age comes wisdom, so I have that to look forward to as well.
And on the subject of the future, someone needs to tell Fortune Cookie producers to update their products for the 2020 pandemic.
