I’m going to live to ninety-six-years of age. Well, just shy of it, anyway. How do I know this? You ask. Because I’m turning forty-eight this December. And I think I’ve been experiencing the epic, Mid-Life Crisis. No, after scanning through this article found upon a quick, online search, I know I’m symptomatic: Unhappiness. Boredom. Need for change. Questioning past … Read More