Since this seems to be age confession time, I'm 32. the forehead is getting a little bigger, the grays are beginning to sprout, and the music I liked as a teen is now showing up in car commercials. Fortunately, I have my lovely wife of ten years and two furry adopted daughters who make me appreciate the years we've spent together and the years to come. There's a great movie called Innocence I think everyone here should see. It's about growing old, accepting the things you can't change, and doing something about the things you can before it's too late. Have a better one.