He was a high school graduate
You know when you see a broken, hobbled elderly person, whether they are in a successful environment like a high-quality nursing home, or they are struggling down the street homeless without retirement, you know that at one point they were a proud, strong and healthy high school graduate.
Whether they were about to make some of the worst decisions of their lives or the best decisions of their lives, everything was laid out before Them, they were the healthiest they were ever going to be, their skin fit perfectly and they were as strong as mother nature ever meant them to be.
Then, time comes along and over the years tears off the leaves of the tree like a tornado leaving it riddle Lynn bear. Almost imperceptibly slow.
If you could watch the aging process between the proud strong highschooler, and the man or woman about to enter the grave it would look like a time lapse of someone having acid thrown on them.
You know when you see a broken, hobbled elderly person, whether they are in a successful environment like a high-quality nursing home, or they are struggling down the street homeless without retirement, you know that at one point they were a proud, strong and healthy high school graduate.
Whether they were about to make some of the worst decisions of their lives or the best decisions of their lives, everything was laid out before Them, they were the healthiest they were ever going to be, their skin fit perfectly and they were as strong as mother nature ever meant them to be.
Then, time comes along and over the years tears off the leaves of the tree like a tornado leaving it riddle Lynn bear. Almost imperceptibly slow.
If you could watch the aging process between the proud strong highschooler, and the man or woman about to enter the grave it would look like a time lapse of someone having acid thrown on them.
