just wait. you’ll keep checking for new ones and one day you just stop looking because it starts to not bother you so much.
then one day, a few years later, you look the mirror on your way out for work or whatever and you see it.
you see all the greys. peppered all over your “youthful” appearance. and then…you look closer…are those spots on my face-- holy shit and my hands! “when did I get so old” you’ll ask yourself.
when indeed.
welcome to club, fucker. we meet at the cheapest diner in town for unlimited coffee every day at 7am until 6pm.
just wait. you’ll keep checking for new ones and one day you just stop looking because it starts to not bother you so much.
then one day, a few years later, you look the mirror on your way out for work or whatever and you see it.
you see all the greys. peppered all over your “youthful” appearance. and then…you look closer…are those spots on my face-- holy shit and my hands! “when did I get so old” you’ll ask yourself.
when indeed.
welcome to club, fucker. we meet at the cheapest diner in town for unlimited coffee every day at 7am until 6pm.