Late last year I turned 70. I am not sure if this is because I am getting (got?) old, but things feel somehow different.
Maybe it is the realisation that I may die next year or in 25 years. My health is likely to get worse as the years progress. Maybe it is the realisation that all that I want to do cannot be achieved. Memories become more important.
Some of these feelings may be as a result of my 2013 stroke.
Live for and in the moment. What will be will be.
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