As I turn sixty-one, I’m almost as anxious as I was at sixteen. But maybe there’s still hope.
Turning 66 next month, and still learning how to be a man. It never ends.
That Mel Brooks image with that typeface definitely made a big impression on me as a child, long before I knew what anxiety meant. I got the drift that it was bad. Thanks for bringing me back to this song though…and happy birthday!
Thanks. Your comment inspired me to switch the order of the videos so that became the essay’s main image. Big improvement!
Turning 66 next month, and still learning how to be a man. It never ends.
That Mel Brooks image with that typeface definitely made a big impression on me as a child, long before I knew what anxiety meant. I got the drift that it was bad. Thanks for bringing me back to this song though…and happy birthday!
Thanks. Your comment inspired me to switch the order of the videos so that became the essay’s main image. Big improvement!