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For a long time, I enjoyed a mirror-mind disconnect. Being severely myopic, this illusion was bolstered by seeing myself in the mirror through a “Murder She Wrote” hazy filter. I never liked being photographed, so many of my pictures are of a younger me, but with enhanced mobile phone photo technology, I get to see myself way too often. So rather than thinking I still look 40, now I know I look 57. Continue reading “Aging – Oy Vey”