Am I what I did, ways I survived, or how I feel about it all today?
Am I who I was raised to be, how I rebelled against that, or what I’ve created from scratch?
The Sum Of All Years is an autobiography where the word count for each post is limited to the corresponding age for that entry. This entry, 35, doesn’t *really* exist yet, as I’m not half-way through that age yet. So, for now, this is where I stop and reflect. And I don’t know the answers. How could I? No one does. And anyone who pretends to is just a better bullshitter than I am. Point is, I’m here. I’ll continue to post a “new year” each birthday, so check back 11 July 2006 for the “official” Sum of All Years for age 35. So far, so good. Thank you, Cliff, for the challenge. Thank you, everyone, for being open to this, for commenting on the experience, for taking on the challenge of it all, for finding inspiration in it, and most of all for enjoying the read. See yaz next year!