The second post in my dinosaur mini series, following on from 'There's a dinosaur at my desk'. Because oh wait, yes, that dinosaur is me.
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I have two sides to my personality. No, not in a Jekyll and Hyde kind of way, but in feeling like an ancient, decrepit dinosaur whilst managing to simultaneously behave like a giddy toddler.
It is no secret that I generally feel about a gazillion years old and have the deteriorating body of a fossilising gnat. Despite people often telling me that I am still in my prime, I feel about 80 most days with my creaky bones and knackered joints. That said, I have always been young in heart and mind despite not necessarily acting it at times or always showing it to people. It takes a certain level of comfort and familiarity with people to let them see anything other than my serious dinosaur side.
It is no secret that I generally feel about a gazillion years old and have the deteriorating body of a fossilising gnat. Despite people often telling me that I am still in my prime, I feel about 80 most days with my creaky bones and knackered joints. That said, I have always been young in heart and mind despite not necessarily acting it at times or always showing it to people. It takes a certain level of comfort and familiarity with people to let them see anything other than my serious dinosaur side.