The New 40

When I woke up the other morning (Thursday, 8 August 2013), something shocking happened. I turned forty. Actually, it wasn’t that shocking. I didn’t want people to make a fuss. I didn’t want (or need) expensive gifts or a fancy dinner out. I wanted a day, as a friend of mine put it, to do “Marcus things.”
And in many ways, it was a day like any other day. I got up and began the day with my “Morning Pages,” and then went for a run. I spent a couple of hours, seated on the patio at Spot Coffee...