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Highs and Lows

I used to live my life on a pretty even keel. On a 1 to 10 scale I usually hovered right around a 5. I might go as low as a 4 and high as a 6 – but not much more.

Now I seem to be feeling the highs and lows much more clearly. The jury is still out as to whether I like it or not. The highs are really good but the lows are excruciating. I don’t like the lows.

The low times come when I expect something quickly. As I’ve gotten older I have lost my patience. I don’t understand why. I’m sitting there waiting for something to be done, waiting to pick up a prescription, and the woman tells me it’s going to be 35 minutes. “For 20 pills?” I’m thinking to myself.

The highs are really good. I love that feeling of getting my swagger back, a bit of confidence, my head held high and almost strutting around like I own the place.

So my 1 to 10 scale usually runs between a 3 and an 8 now. I have expanded my horizons. It’s a lot like stroking a bruise on your arm that’s healing – there’s a bit of pain and a bit of pleasure.

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