I turn 50 on Saturday, y'all.
I swear it feels like I was just 27 and partying like it was 1999. But that was 23 years ago.
Twenty
Three.
Years.
Ago.
And while it's flown by, it also feels like it was a hundred years ago.
I'm 50.
I don't feel 50. Or I don't feel what I always imagined 50 would feel like.
But I suppose that's one of the things I've learned over t…
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