Counting Down

It’s my 55th birthday today.

All the rumors are true: time speeds up. I still feel like I used to feel thirty years ago. I don’t know where the time went. I hang around people a generation below me and I think I’m the same age as them, although they never make the same mistake with me.

I remember when time stretched ahead of me endlessly. Of course, that feeling was an illusion. Nobody knows how much time they have left. But it felt like I was on the first course of a meal at an all-you-ca...