Poof, Where Did it Go?

Poof! Where is the melanin going? I think it migrated down to my eyes, that, are darkening.

I am breathing and I have a pulse. As an added bonus, I don’t feel like I have been hit by a Buick this morning.

On the other hand, I have no burning desire for an all-electric, Ford 150 truck that can power my house in the event the grid goes down.

So much for staying young. Didn’t Peter Pan make that mistake?