I just feel old.
Every morning I'm more surprised that my knees don't creak and my back still straightens. My chest feels old, my stomach, my eyes- all old.
All "oh, I've seen it all before." All "time will tell."
I think I've always been this way. Maybe I was born like Benjamin Button, except different.
If I feel this way now, how will I feel when my skin is actually crumpled crepe paper? When I actually have clouded eyes? When I can open pickle jars or button my clothes?
I do wonder if I'll get any better at crossword puzzles...