The Game

So this is what this getting older thing is all about .... A big game!! One day, one thing hurts for no obvious reason. It continues to ache all day long. And you begin to worry that it's the feared beginning of the end. That it's going to be a lifelong ailment from this moment on and that you'll never play the violin again. (Not that I could play it before.) Then you fall asleep, wake up a few hours later and the pain is gone. But then something else is hurting. It's like there's a tiny little man armed with a tiny little sledge hammer, traveling via the blood stream to various locations in your body. Making sure to stop and stay awhile at all points from head to pinkie toe. And that little man seems to be fine with working long hours and having no days off