It seems like the older we get, the better we are able, on any good enough day, to know that all kinds of more crap could be smashing down the pike, at this very moment, but isn't , and how cool is that.
And even when we feel taken out by more health stuff or a financial hit, or an emotional loss of connection, and even when we wonder how the hell we're supposed to keep going like this, with none of that or that other thing we always wanted or this, still there are few choices. When you come all the way down to it.
On any old day, swimming, hands down, beats any kind of sinking
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