The collateral damage of getting older isn't the gray hair. It's needing a flashlight to read a restaurant menu. Somehow that turned into a story about identity, character arcs, and why my son now fits into the shorts I used to wear.
I need the flashlight sometimes too now, gulp, I feel that.
It happens to the very best of us, and it happens sooooo fast.
“We should burry it” killed me 🤣
Haha. It kills me every time I watch it. He’s so considerate, even though shit has hit the fan.
I need the flashlight sometimes too now, gulp, I feel that.
It happens to the very best of us, and it happens sooooo fast.
“We should burry it” killed me 🤣
Haha. It kills me every time I watch it. He’s so considerate, even though shit has hit the fan.