My after forty face felt far more comfortable than anything I lived with previously. Self-confidence was a powerful beauty-potion; I looked better because I felt better. Failure and grief as well as success and love had served me well. Finally, I was tapping into that most hard-won of your dews: wisdom.
My after forty face felt far more comfortable than anything I lived with previously.
If it doesn’t make you sweat, it’s not worth it. If it’s not hard to get, why go for it?
Sleep: the stepchild of Death.
