I am definitely slowing down. Want proof? Here it is:
- On a walk that took 11 minutes four months ago, now takes me 13 - 15 minutes. Feels like forever
- I am the last person at the dinner table. Each Sunday we host a family dinner and the entire family deserts me and leaves me at the table, still eating.
- When I speak, I can feel the words coming out of me - slowly - you know, like Henry Fonda or, God forbid, John Wayne.
These are the only clues I can think of at the moment. No doubt there will be others to add to this feeling of involuntary deceleration.
On a brighter note, we got tickets to see Cirque de Soleil. I am looking forward to that, except we have to walk several blocks from where we park, so it will be necessary to leave a couple of hours early, lest we miss the show due to my waning mobility.
I lie, I am still quite mobile, albeit at molasses speed.
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