Almost everyday Gold's Gym gives me that ecumenical sanctification benediction and from the time I walk out and then enduring for almost an entire hour I feel almost invincibly 17 again. This sensation slowly tapers off until either I accidentally confront a mirror, pass by an actual 17 year-old or try to hurdle a Volkswagen. But it sure is sweet while it lasts. Life is good--just don't tempt me with a Volkswagen or bring a mirror to the party.
Loren M. Lambert © February 2, 2013
Loren M. Lambert © February 2, 2013
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