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 I had a friend or acquantance that used to say, "wishing is for suckers". I'm not sure how else to put it, but I wish I'd blogged consistently nearly 20 years ago when it... became. A gift or possibly a curse is my brain easily calculating numbers. Like how old I am and what year my parents were the same age. Which then leads to, where was I and what was I doing around that time.

I suppose I say this because I'm pushing 50 years old now and question where I wanted to be in life, what I wanted to be doing versus my present scenario. I'm happy, for the most part, but continue to strive for more. More equipment, more money, more vacations, more, more, more. However, also a little less, less, less. Less alcohol consumption, less drama, less bullshit, etc. etc. etc.

I'm hungry though... I'll be back after these messages...