Well, it's mostly my mouth. And my actions, that's all.
I definetely have mellow down with age.
I like myself much better now.
No need to prove anything. And very little needs.
A lot of wants still. But not like before.
When I was in my forties, I wanted to buy a farm.
I did. The worst possible deal. But it was cheap. It's still cheap, 25 years later.
In my incursions to the coutryside, I found the perfect 10-acres farm for sale.
I could mostly not affort it. I knew. Full of fruit trees. Very manicured. Great 3/2/2.
But I called anyway.
They wanted 450k at the time. 25years ago. I had fifty. But it was worth it.
Out of curiosity, I asked the owner why he was selling such a marvelous place.
"Because I've lost the desire to go over there."
Thank God my "farm" needs no maintaince. That bad.
Because, even if you pay me, now I don't want to go over there either.
Cheers.