Enjoyed Easter dinner with two of our most favorite people in the world. Divine day.
A passing remark by, I'll call him Bill in the interests of preserving anonymity, blew me away.
We travel to Old Orchard Beach annually for a getaway; the four of us plus two or three others. Me and Bill were looking at pictures from some of these trips and he said "Look at us, the older we get the more we look alike."
Unbelievably true. The women put on poundage and resemble each other in body shape. The men get beer guts, man breasts and grizzled white beards.
Maybe this is a way to soften the road to death. We are born unique and with potential. Then we blow it and stumble through life unfulfilled. And we all begin to look like one another. Maybe as a reminder that we are all traveling the same road.
That's the way I see it, anyway.
Thanks for the insight, Bill.
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