Growing old gracefully is easier said than done. The old adage of using it or losing it is indeed true. Therefore, I must find a way to gainfully employ the use of my brain to keep my synapes fired up. Hence, my blog.
This morning, when I looked in the mirror, I thought to myself, I don't remember the neckline of this shirt looking like that. So I pulled the front forward to look for a tag but there wasn't any there. What was there, however, was a stamped trademark of the manufacturer and the size I wore, I guess in case I ever forget. So I rotated the shirt around, after with drawing my arms, and put it on frontwards. I am taking this as a good sign that it still matters to me that my clothes are worn as they were meant to be.