Contemplating mortality. Upon reflection, I've decided that I'm against it.
A new, improved, version of an old posting. I know that I am immortal but it would appear that I am not immune to several of the not so subtle signs that I am becoming older. This makes no sense to me, because I have stored a cover-draped portrait of myself, up in our attic, one like Dorian Grey did. Hey, that reminds me, gray hair is supposed to be solely confined to one’s head! I refuse to say where they are recently showing up on me, but let’s just say, it is quite a bit south of my head.... Sign in to see full entry.