Sunday, January 03, 2010

Now We Are Forty-five...

Ah, January. That time of year to ponder things like one's age and what one wants to have on one's tombstone when another half-a-lifetime is over. I try to imagine that I'm five on days like this, with everything spread out before me in an exciting panoply of possibility. Now, if only I felt as energetic as most five-year-olds I know.
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