Forty

Forty is not old.

Forty is not young.

Forty is the new thirty.

Forty is the sound of the gun starting the second half.

Forty is the time to re-assess: who you are, what you want, what you believe, how you spend your time, what you'd rather be doing, who you'd rather be doing, whom you love, whom you don't love, whom you'd like to love, family, friends, what you value, the choices you made, the choices you didn't make, where you've been, where you are going, what you haven't done yet and whether it matters.

Forty is seeing the bullshit and calling it out.

Forty is knowing who has your back and who doesn't.

Forty is knowing what you can put up with and what you can't.

Forty is not wasting any more time.

Forty is a pencil sharpener.

Forty is figuring out your own shit.

Forty is pride.

Forty is humility.

Forty is wisdom.

Forty is character.

Forty is context.

Forty is good in bed.

Forty is a perfected technique.

Forty is quality, not quantity.

Forty is making an exception for that still-unattained menage-a-trois.

Forty is a closed window.

Forty is the crowbar you use when you think you can still open it.

Forty is realizing the window is locked for good.

Forty is swinging the crowbar at the window.

Forty is the broken glass on the floor.

Forty is understanding that closed and broken are pretty much the same thing.

Forty is regret.

Forty is a touch of gray.

Forty is thinning strands.

Forty is the law of gravity.

Forty is a fat wallet.

Forty is security.

Forty is getting in tune.

Forty is tuning out.

Forty is doing what you want.

Forty is doing what you have to.

Forty is an aching back.

Forty is a colonoscopy.

Forty is a prostate exam.

Forty is eating right.

Forty is not as old as I once thought.

Forty is a year older than 39.

Forty is half of 80.

Forty is better than the alternative.

Forty went fast.

Forty is forty.