Sometimes, I wonder why things don’t feel the way they used to feel. What is it about getting older that makes that happen? I think of myself now, I’m in high school, and it’s a Sunday, late in the afternoon, and I’m on the floor in front of our 25-inch color console television, and maybe the Cardinals are playing the Cowboys, so maybe the background is…
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