Time Tunnel. Boulder, Colorado, 2013
They say (whosoever might be “they”) that we all think of ourselves as being a certain age–an age that never changes regardless of the harsh reality of the bathroom mirror, the nose hairs, and the lengthening medication list. I figure I am about eighteen, maybe twenty-four max…always have been and always will be.
How about you?
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