Wednesday, August 10, 2016

The Hill

I needed a new bookshelf, stacks of books were piling up everywhere. He said that's what happens when you get older. I loved staying up late but couldn't do it anymore. He used to not be able to imagine going to bed before one. But that's what happens when you get older, he said. The creaks in your body and gaps in your mind, they all happen, too. Life is a hill, he said, and sooner or later you start going down it. You pick up speed. It's how it works. And by the time you're at the bottom hopefully you're going so fast you don't even realize you're there.

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