Academy Awards

I watched the actors and the actresses. Posing. Preening. Pontificating.

The annual, incestuous gathering of like-minded souls.

The ones who have risen to the lofty heights of fame and fortune.

I wondered how they feel when the lights go down on their lives.

When they begin to fade from view. When fewer people gaze in awe.

I wonder how they manage their decline.

And, then….I wondered how I’ll manage mine.

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