It’s a cane day. Even before I open my eyes, I know. Human barometer. Looking for patterns: dry days? wet ones? warm? cool? cold? changes to any or all? Afraid to admit it, but maybe I am finally aging.
Which is not the same as growing up. Heck no.
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