Another Year Older.

Today I am 49. For an entire year, one complete circumnavigation by our happy planet circling around the Sun, I was but a wee lad of 48. How do I feel?

Not one iota differently than I did Tuesday. I think the same, work the same, feel the same way on the issues. And you know what?

I don't care. Age is just a number, and wisdom doesn't come from mere changing your thinking but rather in developing and refining it. Further, seeing as the alternative to aging a bit more lies in not aging, or, more to the point, dying, I think I'll try aging a few more years. The good Lord willing and the creek don't rise, of course.

Who's with me on that?