The Atlantic

An Ode to Middle Age

Your body begins to betray you. You have neither the vitality of youth nor the license of old age. But being over the hill has its pleasures.
Source: Pablo Amargo

From the outside it looks steady.

It looks . Sitting heavily in a chair, with settled opinions and stodgy shoes—there’s something unbudgeable about the middle-aged person. The young are dewy and volatile; the old are toppling into fragility. But the middle-aged hold their ground. There’s a kind of magnetism

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