Well I survived another trip around the sun. Being 43 is wild. At no point, even when I was half dead, did I wake up and realize I felt old or something. No, instead I just woke up one day and was the age of the people who were always just older than me. Imagine that. I didn’t get here like a lot of my friends and family, but I reached real middle age.

I’m thankful for improved health. My physical health is much better than it was even before my near brush with death. The mental burnout that gripped me from the lockdown period on has largely dissipated as my physical health healed. I’m grateful to all of doctors, nurses, and techs who took care of me. Things are looking up.

Thank you all for reading. As I grow older, I do find the world around me changing far more than me. The world is not static, no matter how static your values are. You get the same me here. But the world we live in changes every day. I’ll try to keep giving you my perspective on those changes, unvarnished. Thanks again for coming along.