2010

Apparently, the moon tonight is a rare sight that occurs only once in 19 years. It’s hard to imagine but I’ll be in my 50s the next time it happens. I started losing count of how old I am after I turned 21. I ran out of fingers and toes.

Contemplating my mortality on the first day of a new year feels a little masochistic. But I always like to keep my expectations at the low, reachable, believable level. It’s healthier to live in easy contentment than to live to be a hundred.

Happy New Year!
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