Turning 40…
Yesterday was my 40th birthday. Amidst people in one part of the world counting votes, and the other half counting notes, I pretty much had a great time! Infact, I get a feeling that it took me 40 years to convince the world that I was born to create history! When I was a kid, 40 seemed so old. Middle aged. The age of my school teachers and doctors with fudged up spectacles who my dad and mum relied upon so much. When I was 20, 40 was like a whole life-time away. When I was 30, 40 seemed like an age where, when I reached, I would have things figured out. Set. A solid...
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