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When life is tasting a little bitter, our friends often find a way to be there for us. Though it’s nearly midnight, a note written by someone a few hundred miles away magically appeared on my pillow.

Life tastes a little sweeter.

Thanks for note and the great quote you wrote inside it:

“My family and friends
are the best things I’ve known –
Through the eye of the needle
I’ll carry them home.”
— John Mellencamp

Jon Bon Jovi turned 50 recently. That means he is almost exactly 10 years older than me. I must say, he looks great for a dude at 50. He still rocks, too. I can’t believe that I am still listening to Bon Jovi 20 years after high school.

Go, Jon. We can all learn a little something from you.

There are more scientific terms for how I feel right now, but “pooped” says it all.

“Hurting” says the other part that pooped doesn’t cover.

Should I have used quotes around pooped the second time? This time? Who knows the rule? Somebody save me here.

I like Shiner. I used to miss it until it started showing up here. I am glad for that.

My forearms hurt. When were the last time yours hurt?

I’m pooped.

I actually did write something on Wednesday, and I posted it on another site: http://buildingconfidentleaders.com/2012/03/08/others-and-your-purpose-a-pers…>I just forgot to link back!

The worst kind of nap to interrupt is the one that should never have been, late at night and on the couch. Now, the rhythm of sleep has been broken and things are not as they should be. Sure, I’ll fall asleep again, but right now I feel like crap. My back hurts, my neck is sore, and I feel like I drank three pints too many even though I haven’t touched a drop of alcohol tonight. This is the price of interrupting a nap.

Other unexpected events have unintended consequences. Tough shit. Thats just how life unfolds. All that really matters is what you do with the circumstances with which you are left from a nap interrupted.

Tom Cruise is in the 50 and over bracket. So is Dylan McDermott. And Eddie Murphy. And Woody Harrelson. Sean Penn. David Duchovny, too.

I remember when these guys were young and cool and the dudes I wanted to be like when I grew older.

Well, snap. I’m older. I’m older than the older they were when I thought they were cool. I’m not nearly as cool as they were…and still are. I’m not really all that cool at all.

One of the more mind-boggling parts about turning 40 is knowing that Tom Cruise is already 50.

You know your childhood is really fading away when one of its architects has passed away. Good-bye, Mr. McQuarrie. Thank you for visualizing that galaxy far, far away…

http://www.theverge.com/2012/3/3/2843126/star-wars-conceptual-artist-ralph-mc…

March at 40 begins. February as a 40-year-old man is already over. 11 more months to go, and then it is all over. An old friend described 40 as magical. I think she is right. I am starting to understand what she means.

40 isn’t so bad. Logically, it’s just a number, a marker of the passage of time since birth. Culturally, there are ideas attached to turning 40, most of which detract from and don’t celebrate the entry point to this next decade of life. Ultimately, age is a label as much as it is an albatross. That ancient mariner carried that dead weight, seemingly without choosing it. But the lesson I always took from his rhyme was the realization that the burden around his next, the albatross, was choice itself. Choosing to carry the burden or cut it lose was irrelevant. The act of choosing is the hard part.

I choose. I embrace the choice. I live with the result.

That’s what’s on my mind this first Friday in March.

The race is on to meet another self-imposed deadline. External factors certainly influenced the establishment of this deadline, but it’s still largely something we are doing to ourselves. Again.

Why do we do this to ourselves? Why create stress where there need not be any? Why do we arbitrarily draw lines in the sand and call them “deadlines”? Why do we carry on as if meeting them allowed the very Universe to function?

Closing is significant in some many ways, on so many levels. Literally and figuratively.

Closing allows for new openings.