If so many of us weren’t so aggressively pursuing external validation, Twitter (and most social media) would collapse for lack of use.
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Everything pretty much changes in the second half of life. The years that I dreaded are the years in which I am coming alive, the person I was in the first half would not recognize me - and I'm not sure I know who he was. The new me has a vision and an understanding as well as a restlessness with the tried and true explanations of just about everything the story of which - or evidence of which - is contained here.