Smart

A friend stopped by this morning.  Getting on in years (well ahead of me) he wants to slim down his collection of vehicles.  Smart move.  We sat and chatted for a couple of hours about life and experiences, parents and the past, hopes for the future.  It was a nice conversation, but it left me with a niggling feeling that my friend is going through one of those step changes that happen sometimes in life; transitions from one phase to another, they are usually hopeful in youth, but sometimes represent a closing in with old age. Bon courage, my friend, "do not go gently into that good night".