So, here I am near my birthday, Sunday, February 20th, soon to be age, 49. That means that:
1. I have traveled 583,000,000 miles * 49 around the sun, or 28,567,000,000. Wow! That’s a lot of miles!
2. I’ve been around for approximately 17,897 days.
3. Have revolved 24,901.55 miles per day, or 445,354,385 miles in rotation. I’m feeling dizzy!
Of course, in the grand scheme of things, these numbers are small compared to the age of the universe, but they do add up, indeed.
I remember, back in the day, dreaming with my friends of what the year 2000 would look like and thinking about being an ancient old age of 38! LOL There was something magical about 2000. We dreamed of flying cars and all manner of cool technology. Nowhere was there a dream of things like Facebook, iPhones, or LCD televisions. It was all about flying cars, spaceships, and travel to other planets. none of which have come true. Perhaps we were erroneously thinking of the year 3,000!
It feels good to be 49. I wouldn’t trade for another age, I don’t think. I’m glad that I’m no longer in the 20′s or 30′s. Those days of career and family building. They were fine for their time, but now is a different time. This is a time of self discovery, when one has time to take to discover what exactly it is when they grow up. I’ve still not decided, but am having fun learning, growing, and discovering.
This, for me, is quiet time, a meditative time, at least some of the time, at other times, it’s: Go! Go! Go!
Even Hobbs is in his middle age. According to the charts at the veterinarian, for his size, he ages at about 4.5 – 5 times a human. So, that puts him at around 55, tops. We are just a couple of older guys sharing an apartment. Just the two of us now, keeping each other company.
Thus far, I’ve had a great life and look forward to what is now and what is over the horizon, even if, at first, what is over the horizon may not seem so wonderful, it always works out for the best. Always.
Hopefully, in these years, I’ve gained some fair amount of wisdom and, who knows, later, when I am 60, I’ll look back at 49 and say: Man! I’m glad that I’m not there anymore. LOL I know enough to know that I don’t know enough and that I have absolutely little to no control over anything. Sure, I can make plans, other than that, the river will go where it will.
I see so many commercials and advertisements for removing wrinkles and other signs of aging. There are products to die your hair, injections that remove wrinkles by actually injecting toxins into your body! Yikes! No thank you. I sport my gray beard produdly.
At any rate, it’s great to be 49.