On Bachelors who Wake up at 42, Afraid

For myself, every day is a dying day. Every day is a doing day. Thinking is doing. I've never thought age was important except when trying to empathise with partners who worried about age. You decide who you want to be, then execute it over ten years, forty years, if you have the attention span. And that started ten to fifteen years ago. I wonder what I will think in the future. Every day is a marrying day. ;p And every day is a divorce. (For realism, you have to stick, 'potential,' after each "day is a.")

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