I make low inflammation choices.
At the dinner table and at the snack bar, I keep my back straight when I’m driving in cars. I stop drinking after a couple glasses of wine, I rarely breach my usual bed time.
Inflammation is waiting for me to leave my path, an ache in my guts, a pain in my ***
Growing old takes a well laid plan. We are not gods, we are merely humans!
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 7:51 AM UTC
I make low inflammation choices.
At the dinner table and at the snack bar, I keep my back straight when I’m driving in cars. I stop drinking after a couple glasses of wine, I rarely breach my usual bed time.
Inflammation is waiting for me to leave my path, an ache in my guts, a pain in my ***
Growing old takes a well laid plan. We are not gods, we are merely humans!
Traveler Tim
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