It's that day, the day you realize you are now older, or maybe it will be tomorrow? It may not be then but it will be eventually. The sad fact is we are not getting any younger. We are just getting finer like a wine, right?. So what are you doing with it? What do you want to do with the time left? Does time even matter at this point? Or should we just go out and live it? One thing is for sure is that we are not promised tomorrow, so it is never too late to get out there and live...