On Turning 45

Well, I turned 45 on Wednesday. This gives rise to some reflection, as I'm now officially old. Fortunately for those that may read this drivel, I don't have anything profound to share. Other than that I wish I wasn't so old, and that I don't look forward to getting any older. Retirement is frightening to me, because I can't afford to retire, so I will have to work until I'm too old to do so, and then live on social security and eat cat food (or maybe dog food, I haven't decided. But I do like sushi, so maybe cat food would be better. You can get fish flavored cat food, you know.)
Suffice it to say that I'm not real keen on this aging stuff, especially when I have no prospects for improving my life. I'm honestly not whining, just being realistic.
If I can express one bit of wisdom: Don't get old. It will kill you in the end.