TheFulkrum

I blew my brains out today. We’ll get back to that. Wednesday 6:02 A.M.    I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling, thinking about what it was going to say. Don’t be silly. I was assuming it could talk. I remember what it told me decades ago. ‘You know, you’re getting old.’   Of course I knew. I was the one getting old! For example, when you’re young, getting out of bed is one fluid motion. You don’t like doing it, but all you do is kick and stand up. That’s it. When you get old, it’s four very unevenly spaced, unevenly paced and unevenly executed moves. It’s all very complicated really.1. You roll over onto your back, stare a...