I Experience Languor Getting Auld

As a bouncing baby boy syne of tragic travails in the offing tolled courtesy analogous bell think Pavlov's employ; yours truly me mama's apron strings rolled secure around stubby fingers brought joy created and garnered webbed wold between she who helped beget me thru ploy constituting biological reproduction. Peter Pan syndrome not recognized as bonafide diagnosis encapsulates mein kampf and hard times, whereby mine childhood's end dreaded, linkedin and thwarted adulthood courtesy Anorexia nervosa (long before said illness the popular rage during roaring (2000) twenties mainly among females) as feeble attempt to avoid transitioning into manhood evidenced today upon cusp of twilight (zone) years, when dark shadows (albeit psychological) metaphorically house these lovely bones id est twenty first century caveman with stunted body, mind and spirit. I feel invisibly chained to mine early days of yore, an idealized stage since nostalgia tore at short lived mettlesome breastplate activating devastating - festering civil war leaving seeds of potential emasculation these approximate three score years since exiting birth canal, when both parents in their prime tickled pink and enthralled with choice of lifelong paramour. Renee Cardone therapist associated with SpringFord school district doxyme portal allows, enables, and provides telemedicine cited how I, a long haired pencil necked geek aging baby boomer essentially lives marginal existence self, constricted, hobbled, quarantined... since... majority of half dozen plus decades brought forth upon terrestrial firmament circumscribing outer limits, when on January 13th, 19xx one strong contraction I ain't kidding ousted future adverbial, he/him one wily wordsmith makes period dick exclamation, viz noun sensible, proverbial..., who dangled me like a participle, (hence obstetrician put the scare of wuthering heights within yours truly) well seasoned whippersnapper, who frolicked in summer re: amidst the purple rain.