It's Just A Cold

It’s just a cold.

It’ll last a few days and then, it’s back to normal. No big deal.

Except when you’re old.

When you’re old,

A cold is not just a cold; it’s a threat.

A possible turning point.

Perhaps the end of a way of life.

Or even, the start of the ultimate change in circumstances.

It’s just a cold.

But I’m uneasy.

Is this when life as we know it begins to crumble?

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