I am officially two weeks away from turning fifty, and I feel the weight of it—not in a bad way, but in a way that makes you feel like you are headed into the third act of your life. Mortality has planted a seed in my brain, and it's beginning to take root in ways that feel helpful and inviting.
Time is the great equali…
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