As I age, I more and more connect with the idea/reality of angels inhabiting/maintaining every separate part of me, every organ, every joint. Angels: totally selfless, each one a genius at their job, working hard every day. It’s a great thought, a feeling of ‘me’ as a community of dedicated experts on a mission. But I get the feeling more and more that they are beginning to lose interest, that I definitely need to give them encouragement to stick around, to not get distracted. I massage them when there’s a pain and tell them how great they’ve been, how I notice their work and really appreciate what they’ve been doing. And I totally need to show them that my living is still worth their time, that I’m still doing cool stuff, that I’m helping the good things of the world. So far they’re sticking with me.