My birthday a few days ago felt like an unpleasant turning-point. From now one, my birthday can no longer be a cause for out-and-out celebration. Now it's starting to mark something else, and I can hear ever louder the scrape-scraping of time passing. I won't say how old I turned because I want to put the question to you: at what age does this turning point take place, and at what age should it?
Or for the trekkies, I'll term the question as Dr. Bashir of Deep Space Nine did: what year "marks the end of youth and the beginning of the slow march to middle age"? (He says thirty.)


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