I can't stand modern pop music (and now I sound like my parents did!)--I'm so nostalgic for good, old fashioned rock-n-roll. Jimi, I miss you.
Time is running out yet speeding up. There's no more time to waste on the extraneous. How do I live my life? What should be next? What do I really want to do? Questions without easy answers.
I think there is a sense of satisfaction in having worked through so much of life....education, personal identity, careers, raising a family. It's all rather liberating in a way, also cause for reflection.
