This morning I got a message from a friend.
This is how you feel isn’t it?!
It’s just weird having an old body.
In my erstwhile teens I had a dream and wrote a short story about someone who had an artificial metal body and what he felt when his body eventually, inevitably started rusting.
Now I’m living the dream.
2 responses to “Living the dream: my body is rusting”
I got there long before you, John:)
I had betrrr dreams!