Summer Dresses and Feeling My Age

I’ve been feeling my age lately. Maybe I should say, noticing my age. And not in a bad way. Not in a “woe is me, I’m getting old” way. Rather, in an objective observer, almost out-of-body-experience way. A kind of… huh… I’m sixty-two… waddya know… way. If that makes any sense.   Noticing my age: the lines …

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