…that’s how long I’ve been on this planet.
I’ll be honest, it was not one of my better twenty-four hour periods. It’s probably the end of an era, or – perhaps more frighteningly – the beginning of a new one. I guess that doesn’t make any real sense, because every day starts anew, and with it comes another round of expectations and another batch of fresh challenges.
Maybe the full stop I imagine to be there today is completely arbitrary.
Life goes on. Tomorrow is another day