Now that I’m 65 I am beginning to come face-to-face with my own mortality. This is not necessarily a bad thing, just different. A new phase, a new chapter, a new outlook. I see things differently. I see dead people. Well, no, I’m lying about that.
What about you? Talk to me.
I turn 62 this year and I am a bit lost. To be honest I never expected to live to see 60.
I look at life and say “Now what??”