In E2 years, I am eight today! In internet years, that's about 800 years old.
In really real life, I feel about that age as well. I am cold right to the bone and tired, and feeling weak like a little mewling newborn kitten. Blind and cold and shivering. I love autumn but this year I have not been able to truly enjoy it.
I kind of feel like the birch tree in my front lawn - old and tired and blistered and peeling, slowly coming apart, pieces of me falling all over the place.
If you have a warm body that loves you, hold it tight tonight and be thankful. I know I will.