No, I'm going to be 52 years old and I have the birth certificate to show it. I'm not 12, not 22, not 32, and not 42. I'm not ashambed of it. This is what 52 looks like and I don't have any interest in pretending to be younger. The thing about 52 is that it encompasses all the years that came before it. I'm not into this, think young, be young stuff because I don't want to be young and the way young people think alarms me. I am going to be 52 years old. And that's fine with me. Because I've survived. I've conquered demons. I'm wrinkled, bruised, and scarred. And I'm not a pretty picture. So what. I'm here. I'm who I am. And that's fine with me. I'm going to be 52...and I am so glad I don't have to relive any of the previous years that have created what I am today. Give the think young speech to someone else. I want to think like I am going to be 52. Because I am. And it's an amazing thing to have survived and still be here to say that.