What better way to start off a blog on nothing in particular than with a short story of the unintended consequences of growing old?
I don’t know about you, but as I’ve gotten older I work hard at trying to learn, and sometimes do, new things. Partly that’s because I like to learn new things. But mostly it’s because I don’t want to get ossified, and it’s really, really easy to fall into habits you didn’t even realize you were building as you get older. Even at the new young age of 55, I can feel that my mental faculties aren’t generally as sharp as they once were.