The insecurities of old age are creating a disturbing landscape for me in the midnight hours. I awaken suddenly with what feels like a rush of adrenaline. And then the parade begins: Did I mail in the insurance payment? I forgot to write to our niece on her birthday! Where did I put our health care powers of attorney?
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