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Rashid

A new year of life

Sleep in, take a nap, ride a bike, walk around with your family exploring World Port Days in Rotterdam, get some yummy snacks and ice cream, chill. This is a recipe for a wild birthday party at 38. And I love it.


At 38 you don't need to gather 60+ people for a house party (been there, done that). In fact, at this point of my life, I would not be able to handle that much socialisation in one evening.


This quantity around is replaced with the quality of a few who stick tackle along.


At 38 reality changes once again. The only constant is change (well, and plov). Old classmates start looking for each other online, but this is a different wave of such searches. Not everyone is even alive anymore. Old grudges whither away and are replaced with nostalgia, forgiveness and reflection.


In my head, I am still 30-31, even accidentally typed this once in the age box in one form. The reality hits when congratulatory messages contain such phrases as "we wish you lots of health" and "may you have many more birthdays".


In any case, your fellow plovist is 38. Let's see what the year brings about. Plov be upon you.




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