Forty-Eight

Turned 48 recently and a few thoughts came to mind…

I find I can’t remember the things I’m not supposed to forget. I can’t forget the things I don’t want to remember. But that’s nothing new…

And, I’m now eight years past my promise I made to myself to own a Porsche when I turned 40.

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