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It’s Not The Years; It’s The Mileage

Today is my last day at 47 and it was a doozy. I woke up in pain as usual and things went downhill. I dropped my breakfast sandwich on the floor and managed to spill some coffee on my left shoulder. It wasn’t too hot. So I had to nuke another sandwich in the microwave.Continue reading “It’s Not The Years; It’s The Mileage”