It happened. I woke up another year older. It is inevitable, except for that one, unwanted, alternative. I am not finding 55 to be all that exiting. While it does carry a few new things with it, it just seems to be the first birthday that really calls my mortality into question. I don’t to say that it feels like a “one foot in the grave” birthday, but there you go. Being a selective optimist, I have gleaned a few things that m...
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