When I moved down here to Florida I joked that I rapid aged when I crossed the border. Things about me changed: I wanted to eat dinner earlier and be in bed by 10:00 at the latest (this is partially thanks to a 5:00 a.m. boot camp wake up time). However yesterday I added to the ways I'm aging.
As I was getting ready for church, I stood in front of the mirror making sure there wasn't some blatantly obvious detail I missed in preparing myself for my day. Suddenly, I saw something strange in my hair and, ladies and gentlemen, upon further reflection realized that it was a gray hair. I was a little shocked, I mean I'm not even 29 yet- far to young to have gray hairs.
Yes, I know that it is only one hair, but I can't help but believe that this is the beginning of the end. Just over 6 months here and I'm old. Just watch, in another 6 months I'll have dentures.
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ok, so i found a gray hair on my head too. i swear it was from all the stress in my life in the last seven years. i chalked it up to be a mutant hair, but i secretly pray that i will never see it or any friends again. ahh. i'm 25 and not ready to dye my hair.
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