Reflexes

It’s not that I’m not worried about getting old. I always say I don’t come to terms with my age, but the truth is that I don’t know how to be my age. I improvise. I don’t mind about grey hair, seriously, I grew up with sci-fi movies where only the grey-haired were in charge, and I saw things in those movies become real. I don’t take that well the rheumatism sharp pains, I make weird faces and, sometimes, people get scared. And yes, I have some kind of wisdom of that experience brings, but it’s so nice to find out reflexes still work.