My husband will turn 40 on December 18th. He is ripe for a mid-life crisis. This morning he sat down and said, "I think I'd like to teach at a boarding school in New England." First, we live in Denver, CO. Second, WHAT?
Though we seem grieved at the shortness of life in general, we are wishing every period of it at an end. The minor longs to be at age, then to be a man of business, then to make up an estate, then to arrive at honors, then to retire.