The Age of Reconfiguration
No more candles for my birthday cake. The image of me blowing them out makes me think of the goddess Athena. One day Athena was playing her flute when a group of rowdy gods showed up and started laughing at her because blowing on the flute puffed up her cheeks just like a chipmunk’s. Humiliated, Athena threw the flute on the ground and never played it again.
Age transforms us and it’s not always easy to adapt to this change. To adapt to this change, I am slowly putting together my own self-help manual and will routinely post parts of it here on ART FOR HOUSEWIVES.