Old age

Yesterday was my little sister's birthday and she told me something that made her feel old, and by extension ME feel old. While I try to drown my feelings of impending death with sex, drugs, and rock and roll, occassionally something worms its way past my defenses and I can see the Grim Reaper standing there looking at his clock waiting to pounce. Well, what allowed me to see him yesterday was my sister telling me that she had had lower back pain all day and it was making her feel her age. Yikes! What does that say about me? I'm nine years older than she is. I'm probably going to be getting my complimentary subscription to "Your life's almost over" magazine--the AARP publication for the slightly less older set--any day now. Sigh.