Sunday, May 22, 2016

fear, loathing, aging...

The Farm Manager bought a dog brush today that cost more than what we paid for the dog.

That's a bit of a fucked up thing in my world.

When I read stuff like that, I'd be tempted to assume the writer is kidding around.

I'm not.

No matter how I look at it, there is nothing fun/cool about getting old...

But we're all heading down that road, are we not?

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