Finish this: As life passes, I realize more and more . . . . . .

I realize I've coasted my whole life on my good looks.

It all came so easy that I never even had to try. That square jaw, blue eyes, broad shoulders...etc. I never lived up to my true potential because i was born with 'Astronaut Face'.

(Okay. Just a touch of writer's embellishment there.) ;)
 

Aunt Mavis said:
that nothing is as satisfying as getting a sliver out of your finger
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Murrmurr said:
Aunt Mavis, you need to get out more
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Actually, I can identify with that

I get slivers about every five minutes
Some are pesky
Big enough to feel when hit the wrong way
Small enough to not see, or feel with the scrape of a razor knife
About the third day I ask my lady to get out her surgical tools
She usually digs 'em out with her seam ripper

THAT is rather splendid
 
That the senior years are all about loss. Loss of friends and family as they die, loss of physical or mental abilities, potentially loss of living independently, driving, etc. I love life and have much to be grateful for but having lost 8 friends has taken a toll.
 
As life passes, I realize more and more . . . . . . my life is about having happiness, fun, enjoyment, and creative accomplishments as I see and have been seeing clearly in front of me, the product of living a life as I guided it during the historic knee of this tech science era, with arguably potentially the most incredible possible experiences ever, even for rather low wealth, low power folk.

Experiences most just treat as ho hum everyday yawns. But to any of our remote ancestors, they looking through a time portal would beam with vast drooling envy just wondering how great it would be to walk isles of a 21st century supermarket and then walk home with a shopping bag full of treats. Like that creamy covered strawberry shortcake dessert. How lucky luckee luckie we are and most hardly realize it.
 
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