It’s my birthday. Improbably, I’m 44 years old. That’s what the calendar says. I certainly don’t feel 44 years old. But at the same time, the facts point to yes: I was born in the seventies. I can remember the Challenger disaster really clearly. My first computer was a
Happy Birthday Ben! Your mind never stops, it's amazing.
Arrived here via your post on Deb Schultz's piece, and I'm glad I did :)
Very much enjoyed!
Also, happy birthday 🖖