It's 5 am. No...it's 4 am. Somehow I've ended up in a different time zone just by driving to Tennessee. Actually, that explains a few things.
Anyway... I'm on my the second bathroom break since I crawled into bed just 5 hours ago. Which is no big deal except that I'm at a camp ground; the bathroom is 100 yards away and 10 degrees colder, requiring a full set of clothes and shoes. And socks. And the bloody flashlight, which rolled somewhere under the bed.
With age comes a few things... more wisdom, fewer teeth, and a smaller bladder. Actually, several things seem to decrease... I have a smaller attention span and short term memory loss. And I'm shrinking in height. I have a theory.
Any wisdom and knowledge that has collected in our aging brain must become heavy. It weighs on our body like some sort of intellectual pregnancy, making us shorter, pressing on our internal organs, squeezing out memory and balance. It's a wondrous thing, aging. Now as I toddle back to my cabin, I'm curious to see if I change time zones again. It's a long walk.
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