Any pretensions to still being young I might have had are slowly evaporating. It does look like all around me, there is a slew of people having to face age related health problems. Over the weekend, I learned that someone close had a biopsy and was facing possible surgery over an enlarged prostrate. Someone else had somehow copped an ankle strain in April which hadn’t eased up since then and another one had significantly elevated blood pressures.
All this, coupled with the fact that in a few days time, I endure celebrate another milestone birthday, is a stark reminder that I am no longer the strapping teenage bloke who ran the midfield like a colossus played football for fun. I am growing older, and that fact needs to sink into my head. Time to resolve the differences I have with friends and family is slowly ticking by.. Sigh.
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