OWG in the house! It’s official; I’m an old white guy.
While backpacking this weekend, I found my first gray hair. While this cemented my OWG status, it certainly was not the first sign.
Within the last month, I woke up from a nap with a new sleeping injury, I hurt my back while sneezing and I noticed that my favorite pair of tighty whites extends well above my navel.
Yup… I’ve arrived… I’ve made it… and I couldn’t be happier. I'm old.
Which is nice because I’ve always preferred dreams over visions and prophesies anyway.
Enjoy your journey and embrace your age.
Thanks for letting me share.
Aaron Sorrels - The Unemployed Alcoholic
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