Two Aprils ago, on my 45th birthday, I penned a semi-serious list of 45 Things I Know as a way to commemorate the occasion. People seemed to like it. I suspect the reason why that particular essay was met with such unilateral applause is that most of my friends assumed I'd be dead by now. * The thing about writers is that we live an observed life. I have whole scenes in my head, as do most writers I presume, that vividly recall events both maj…
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