Very timely, Bob. Each year is one equal segment of our total, after all.
Wishing you a happy 2021!
It would be most terrible if that were true.
Actually, it's very sobering to realize that our lives, if measured in weekends instead of years, come up dismally short in numbers.
Five thousand weekends, five thousand Mondays, five thousand Fridays, they all seem like a pitifully small number, but make the most of it. Nobody wants to be endlessly old.
But endlessly old is not what I want, I'd rather be endlessly young.
I only want a million days.