I can remember the days when oft was said to me, “act your age!” followed by a painful pinch from mom. This was to refocus my attention on the proper way to be the age I was. It was always a result of my actions being those of someone younger. There seems to be a truism herein that the problem persists even into old age with one painful nuance, as I get older the age I seem to act continues to fall further and further away from my actual age thus the results continue to be more and more acute. As a sculptor, I find myself regularly acting as if I lived in the nimble body of an 18-year-old which results in mornings like this where my old body pinches the fire out of me.
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| Actually acting my age last weekend hiking with Aaron and his family |
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