메밀고양이's post

As I get older year by year, I feel more and more deeply that aging is not just getting older, but not recovering. These days, I wake up with morning pain that is not from my beloved husband's morning pick-up, my precious morning hug, or my cute furball's morning squeak that I want to bite. There was a time when I would just throw a pillow on the floor and sleep, and if I got up, did some stretching, and shook it off, it was fine, but now, if my bedding is even a little uncomfortable, my condition the next day drops like a stock market downturn. 😱 I'm still young and my mind is young, but my body is already oldㅜㅜ Regardless of my year of birth, my joints are not MZ at all. For me, who is somewhere between youth and middle age, the small shelter's auto-purifier was like a drop of rain in a drought. The wait was a bit long, but the satisfaction was worth the wait. It was literally a topper!!