travel to faraway places. we live each day fully.
but the world looks different.
the small concerns about falling or about having a strange lump or bump or reaction to an insect bite suddenly appear to be a threat that finally something is going to get you… because like it or not, at some age, you begin to realize you won’t live forever and then any threat to one’s health becomes a reason for concern. maybe this is the thing that’s going to get me.
of course i need to admit that when i was about 33, i had a lump on my arm, just below my elbow. for weeks, or maybe months, 