|This picture doesn't really have anything to do with the rest of this post. It's just a pretty image of the moon behind some clouds that my wife took.|
The other night I had a dream.
Now, before I go on, let me emphasise right here that I do not think fifty is old. My manager is fifty, a great guy who is very active, both in and outside of work. My parents are past fifty, and they're busy running their business, writing books, doing stuff. I know of many other people who are older than me that I look up to, enjoy their company and their work, and are very busy with their fully active lives.