Wordle Story Picture
On the virtues of growing old. The older I get, the less I care about the superficial aspects of my life. With each passing year, I get more and more honest with both myself and the world.
The original text of the story:
I look forward to OLD AGE. When I am no longer driven by PRIDE and AMBITION, and I can be fully HONEST with myself and the world. As my Beard Grows and Grays, I begin to peel back the MASK I created in YOUTH, and for the first time I get a glimpse of the real me. This is liberation, this is the TRUE REVOLUTION; allowing oneself to stage a COUP against the GRAND LIE, that status matters, that the opinion of others matters. Discard the MASK, take hold of it with both hands and annihilate it. Grind it under the heal of your boot and be FREE.