Deep in our subconscious minds, we know this will happen.
It happens to all of us, although it's rarely spoken of.
And never out loud.
Hushed whispers only.
This natural progression.
It's a thing easily ignored, as we skip blithely from day to day.
Until one day, we see it.
And reality hits.
We realise that the calendar has not lied.
Time has marched relentlessly forward.
There in the mirror is the irrefutable evidence.
That we are indeed growing old.
The first grey hair.
I am a comsumer of pretties
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