Once upon a time, in my younger days, forty seemed ancient to me. Now that I'm 43, with 44 looming on the horizon, I've discovered that in fact, I'm younger in my forties than I was in my twenties.
And I've found a video that describes this condition to a tee:
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May you stay forever young.
Now that I'm 43, with 44 looming on the horizon, I've discovered that in fact, I'm younger in my forties than I was in my twenties.
Heh. I hear that! When I look back it becomes sorta obvious my 40s were a great decade, and arguably the best of 'em all. I settled down (finally), began to make some real money, and enjoyed each and every aspect of life to the fullest. Yep... I most certainly was Alive. And I'm glad you are, too, BR.
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