Every once in a while, I think back on the wise observations of Ani Difranco:

In a coffee shop in a city
Which is every coffee shop in every city
On a day which is every day
I picked up a magazine
Which is every magazine
Read a story, and then forgot it right away

They say goldfish have no memory
I guess their lives are much like mine
And the little plastic castle
Is a surprise every time

What else is a surprise?

Normal people with one child can’t afford college.

Retirement is probably a myth now, but that’s not a bad thing.

In their heads, old people are ~35 years old.

Nobody on this planet knows absolutely what they are doing.

We are all terminal. This means more approaching 50.