have you ever thought to yourself, “i sure can’t wait to have an ‘all-you-care-to-eat’ portion of reminiscing at an old country buffet – style steam table made of pure lies and nostalgia with a bunch of people i barely know who are also losing their motor skills and minds, forgotten in the back room of a state-funded old folks home”? me neither!
except for those lucky few who die young doing something heroic, odds are that 99% of us are headed swiftly in that direction. but, good news everybody! there are more pressing daily matters, like appreciating people around you who put up with your flatulence and mood swings, invite you to book readings and dinner, and pay for your choco-centric desserts named after natural disasters. as shane tutmarc once aptly stated, “you can’t make new old friends.” show your old friends gratitude before you are doomed to a low salt diet of dementia forever.
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