As Time Goes By

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When I was a young wise cracker — as opposed to an almost old one — I used to answer friends’ announcements that they were off on some adventure, be it a trip or a new boyfriend, in order to “find myself” with “Have you looked behind the sofa cushions?  When I’m missing myself that’s usually where I am.”

I still don’t believe you need to do stupid things in order to find yourself.  Sure, there is some point at which your inner self says “this far and no further.”  BUT the thing here is, how...