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Abnormal Wear And Tear

Today I woke up in another person’s body. A much older, achier person. All right, after various checks (c-section scar present: check, extremely nearsighted without visual correction: check, unable to reach kitchen cupboards without stepladder: check, tattoos present: check) I have determined it must still be my body, but it has somehow been through a time warp. And aged at least ten, maybe fifteen or twenty years overnight. And it is ill-equipped to handle an exuberant three year-old first thing in the morning. Even with the aid of coffee and ibuprofen.