Monday, January 02, 2006

thirty seven years old...

... and loving life!

I'm approaching forty (the new twenty) and this time I'm feeling less stress about growing old. I'm excited by the prospect of more things to do, challenges to be won, and stories to be written.

According to my stepfather, a man can consider himself to have lived a complete life if he has done the following things:

1. sire a child
2. write a book
3. plant a tree

I have done items 1 and 2. Therefore, I resolve not to plant a tree until my very last moment - not because I do not want to contribute to the dwindling ecosphere - but because to do so would mean that everything else is meaningless.

There is plenty to achieve.


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