Today is birthday 39. Odd. I’m finding inspiration from Immanuel Kant:
He was of the rather curious conviction that a person did not have a firm direction in life until their thirty-ninth year; when this came and passed and he was just a minor metaphysician in a Prussian University a brief mid-life crisis ensued; perhaps it can be credited with some of his later direction.
We all take different paths and bloom at different times.