My body has dragged me into the world of ‘old’

Surreptitiously, slyly… it crept up on me

insidiously changing

and then one day… the horror!

The image in the mirror is

shocking

unacceptable

un-me

un-fair

enemy to my spirit and drive.

How do I become friends with it?

My mind still numb to its existence,

this unknown hindrance.

Me.

©aother

Art: Three Ages of Woman

By Gustav Klimt

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