The Third Act: Notes From My Last (Possibly Best) Third of My Life
Lessons I didn't understand in my twenties. Or thirties. Or...most of my forties, if I'm honest
Here I am, aged 64, with Medicare lurking just ahead, in a few months, like a birthday present that reminds me of my own mortality. My life now has reached the third act of my life movie. Here's what they don't tell you about this last act:
It's the only part where you finally understand the first two-thirds,…
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