Disturbing Trends...

I think my brain is shrinking. Not because I sometimes can’t come up with my husband’s name. Or because I can’t remember for TEN seconds the oh-so-important thing I wanted to Google. Or because my math skills have been reduced to that of a seven-year-old. But when I run (not run as in jog or anything really physical. I mean more like I’m out walking the dogs and while crossing the road I recognize the car that was just puttering along a second ago is now barreling down on me like a freight train so that I have to run across the road to avoid becoming crow pickings) I think I can actually feel my brain smashing against my skull with each pounding step.