No Longer Almost 39

S, J, Pops, me and C.

Obviously it’s not like a switch was flicked, this is about getting older generally. I have more to lose but still feel braver and more yielding. Downside: I more regularly feel tearful listening to songs, poems and such. Complete strangers intuit the code and speak the single syllables that snip snap their way to the soggy bit of my cortex. “Run”. “Safe”. “Light”. Blub.

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