Another day
The days go faster and faster as you get older. We have fewer ah ha moments and memorable milestones that stop us in our tracks so everything becomes relative and each day slips by in a blur. I put my head down, but up and work 5 days a week 8:30 to 5:00 and weekends are packed with cleaning, gardening and food shopping. The same cycle over and over. I watch as most of the people my age, that I…












