Have you ever had one of those moments where you glimpse yourself in a mirror and think, “Who or What is that”? I had one this morning as I walked by the mirror in the hallway. I saw something akin to Edvard Munch’s “The Scream” and the lithograph of Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky”! It wasn’t pretty! Is that one of the “joys” of getting older, or do I just need more coffee?