Everything. I have committed to a cantankerous, curmedgeonly existence - something I have been rehearsing and preparing for my whole life as a sullen teen, a moody twenty-something, and a miserable middle-ager. I sneer at it all and believe the old days were the only sensible days, despite the fact that I disapproved of the old days, too, when they were here.
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