Musings About Aging.

A conversation over warm beverages. Piano music plays softly in the background.
Me: Isn't it weird how we sit here slowly growing old right in front of each other?
Matt: Don't talk like that with this music playing, it makes me want to put on a cardigan.
Me: And maybe some different shoes?
Matt: Yeah.
We both laugh. But as for the original thought, we can't hide the fact that we are aging. Its in the lines on our faces but also in our unwillingness to wear trendy outfits made entirely from meat...