I tell people I have Progeria.
I know, it's not a term often served with martinis and salmon pinwheels on the cocktail circuit.
You have what? Did you just sneeze? Do I have it now? Please tell me I don't have it, too.
What I have is the reverse aging disease — young people who show early signs of aging.
That's what I tell them, anyway. It's the perfect explanation for looking old, but still being young. Like me.
"How old are you these days, Paul?"
"I am 35 actual, in real time passed, years old."
That's how I say it. I quote the actual time that has passed, because how old I look confuses them.
So far everyone seems to buy it.
