Painful Dormancy

Posted on January 31, 2010 in Activity Body Language Daily Life Depression

The pain in my upper arms from dragging a small backpack from the lowest walkable territory to the highest in the San Diego Wild Animal Park is just one of the streaks that put me in a low place these last few days: Mel Gibson’s face in those commercials for his latest action film is another. I grew up knowing a younger Mel Gibson, one who didn’t have a pair of deep lines falling to each side of his nose like a thin, misplaced Fu Manchu moustache. I’ve been surrounded by ancient visages here at Lawrence Welk Resort, faces that crinkle at a grin, fall from the cheekbones and collect like lava below the chin line. This is Old Age and I am going to be seeing more of it in the years to come. Despite my wishes for youth, I am deteriorating. The life long eruption is that is me is approaching extinction.

I’m too tired to wrestle with my keyboard over this. Good night.