I write in the basement, and even though I run hot, Minnesota winters come with a killer chill. I keep a wool vest in my office. I call it the old man vest. But lately -- when I look in the mirror -- I'm thinking I should simply call it the vest.
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Seeing my hair fall out, I was like, cool, I’m closer to looking like Captain Picard. But man, what my knees do when I go down stairs was what made me realize my age.
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I stare at myself in the mirror after every shower and think "you are a sexy beast"
Then I relax and stop sucking my gut in. I know the truth but refuse to believe it