The eyes and face are looking much more normal. I don’t look 29 or even 39, but, despite all my whining, looking younger wasn’t really the goal. Being 51 is just fine with me. There are freedoms with age that you will never know till you get here. ‘Bout time.
I just didn’t want to look tired all the time. You know, puffy, like I really tied one on last night. I haven’t tied one on in years unless you count eating whipped cream straight from the can.
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