Man, it feels like it’s everyone’s birthday this year.

Picture your life as a hourglass. You can see the sand on the bottom; the time you’ve wasted, used, and in joyed. The sand on top is invisible to you; the time you have left. And the middle were the sand grains fall, and you live in the present. Live today, and for the rest of your time. But remember eventually the sand grains run out. Happy birthday.