SIX MORE INCHES

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I know it is strange, but my entire life has been about six more inches. Ever since I turned sixteen, I’ve noticed that I would be much better off with six more inches. Some people even have the gall to tell me that I need six more inches, or they at least look at me as if I need it. Oddly enough, most of them are carney folk. There have been women that have blatantly told me that I would need six more inches to date them. Talk about missing the mark.

After several years, I have grown accustomed to my deficiency, but honestly, I really do wish I had six more inches. The things I would do with it, and unlike the people who have it, I would truly appreciate it. I could reach goals that no one ever thought I would reach. I would get the perception of instant power when I walked into a room. If only I had six more inches.

By now, I am sure you realize that I am talking about height, and not anything else, I swear! Let me break it down for you. I am five-foot-four-inches tall. With my shoes on, I can break 5’ 5”. Unfortunately, I am not like Michael J. Fox 5’ 4”, His build fits his height, so it looks right on him.

I suffer from what some call, “stop.” I just stopped growing tall. This means I grew all the right proportions for someone who should be 5’ 10”, shoulders, arms, neck, head, legs, and so on, but all in width, not height. So, it just looks like I should be taller, but I am not.

READ THE FULL ARTICLE BY JOHN CASH FILIPPE IN THE SPRING 2021 EDITION OF GAMING & LEISURE MAGAZINE.

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