Nothing works properly.
Everything takes much longer.
Flabbiness in places it’s increasingly difficult to hide.
Is that really what I look like now?
Pervasive sense that I used to have much more energy.
Increasing tendency to use the phrase “in my day…”
Occasional thoughts that buying a really expensive new webcam might bring back the mojo.
Powerful suspicion that young people are smirking condescendingly behind my back.
Enormous sense of relief that I don’t have to worry about remembering names.
Waking in the early hours to agonise about all of this.
