It is not possible! The Calendar Gods lie! Big fat liars. They say I'm, uh, 65. So not true.
Five years ago, after another bout with bafflement and bum-fuzzledness, I did some extraordinarily deep research in the library of my imagination, and discovered--sixty is the new 36!
I was elated; I was only 36. And 11, according to my wife and daughters. Therefore, today, I am 41. Yes! I feel younger already. As a paradoxical bonus, my girls said they've seen me mature, and I an also now 13!
Life gets better and better. I get younger and younger, and my body explains to me that I can exercise with less and less vigor, lest I cause a groin injury. So, Happy Universe John Day! I would wish this kind of aging on everyone! It goes right along with one of the things I tell all my patients, friends, neighbors, acquaintances and strangers.
It is never too late to have a happy childhood!
And, the super-ist super food group of all is Carbohydrates! With a capital CARBS!
Now, I'm gonna nap like my baby self, get up and play like my 13 year old, and consumption celebrate like there's no tomorrow!
Hope everyone has as wonderful a day!
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