Sit down and just spit it out. No, not the body fluid - the realization that life just doesn't always go by a plan. . . this typifies the age of declaration.

Excuse me? do you mean you get old enough to try just saying things and that makes them true? No, it's more like be yourself. Be sullied. Does that mean shit-shmeared or blessed with the skills to land a 737 in the busy NY waterway?

Lawdy, the point here is still unraveling and mostly it's the cautionary way of avoiding the hashtag over-confident. Good lovin', great chowing, K9 capers, and a little sensation associated with nailing it.