one classy broad
There's Nothing On The TV...
I've been seeing a lot of my old jr high kids lately. I'm even going to a tennis game to see three of the old girls play in an hour. I keep seeing them and remembering how great it all used to be. How great it is now. How much less pressure there is to perform for them now that they're old enough to get what I was getting at...and get what I was going through.

I found my first white hair (and so help me, it's white) today! People keep asking me if I mean gray. No, dammit. White. I'm actually quite proud of it. I mean, I always thought I was sorta wise, but this just confirms that I am. I'm wise. I have wisdom. I like that.

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