36 years old at some point this morning, not sure when. Still sick with a nasty flu.
When I was a kid, on my birthday I used to double my age and say, “when I’m x years old, I’m going to…” and make up some outlandish thing like visit Mongolia, tweak the nose of the Prime Minister, or shave my head like Mr. T.
Just as I took this photo I thought, “When I’m 72 I’ll going to… be 72.”
That gave me a moment’s pause. But only a moment - J’aime ma vie beaucoup.
Boy, there was a lot of interesting stuff that happened today, wasn’t there?
