Not the kind that has you waking unable to breathe...an oppressive weight on your chest and the sense of an evil presence in the room...NO!!!I'm talking the groaning every time you rise, the involuntary slips of things your Granny used to say...the effort to exercise... socialize...actualize...the constant diatribe about the weather...forgetting what you were saying before you finish the sentence...wanting to write a letter about EVERYTHING and not being asked to do much...are these the times regrets are made of???
