That Little Voice
My body is sending messages of its desire to quit working in the way it has in the past. And that is frustrating, scary, puzzling, and disconcerting.Some days this strange bundle of bones refuses to allow me to stand up to my full height, bending me over so I’m looking through my eyebrows. I don’t remember being able to see through those spikey hairs in the past.Then if hunched over like a…