2024 Is The Year of Abundance
Goodbye 2023, Hello 2024
Ah, 40. They say it’s just a number, but it feels more like a wake-up call with a hint of existential crisis. The year 2023? A rollercoaster that someone forgot to oil. But here I am, standing at the gates of 2024, ready to take a bite out of life, or at least nibble on it cautiously.
First on my plate? Bodybuilding. Yeah, you heard that right. I traded my shadows for dumbbells and am getting on stage in May. It’s not just about flexing muscles. It’s about wrestling with life’s absurdities.
Every rep in the gym is like a battle against the universe’s cruel sense of humor. And those posing sessions? They’re like a silent disco of self-reflection. Who knew standing in front of a mirror in tiny shorts could be so enlightening?
Then there’s my new fling with aviation. Swapping the pen for the tower, because why not? The skies are less crowded than Boston traffic, and the view’s a lot better. Learning to control airplanes is like dating again — thrilling, a little scary, and you’re always hoping you don’t screw up and crash.
It’s a lesson in humility and, let’s be honest, a cool way to impress my daughter plus give me some financial security.
Speaking of dates, love is on hold and I’m still hammering away at the keyboard, churning…
