I don’t know about you, but the last few years as my thirties have been looming over me, I’ve had to face a few harsh realizations. I’ll never learn to do my “nine” times tables without using my fingers, my left knee will always forecast the weather better than Al …
This morning I had a harder time getting going than usual. It’s always more difficult on Mondays, but today I felt like throwing my clock through the window. Part of the problem might be that I wake up every morning feeling that my toes are blocks of ice. Something happens …
