Because I am a fat man, I have great respect for banisters.
In my early years, I could take a set of stairs without ever touching that handrail, convinced in my youthful arrogance that such an object was merely for decoration.
But as I wore down my knees, and my legs became a bit leaden, the bannister became my cohort to reach the top. Matter of fact, at this stage in my life, I not only use the bannister, I embrace it.
For you see:
- The power of youth is the energy to do things.
- The weakness of youth is doing stupid things with too much energy.
- The power of growing older is having less energy and therefore having to use your intelligence.
- And of course, the foolishness of aging is failing to use intelligence and instead, bitching about your lack of energy.
A banister is there to assist us.
To appreciate assistance … we must first admit that we need it.
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