Life's experiences are like Lego
blocks. The longer you live and the more you do the more blocks you
collect. Some people wind up with enough pieces to build elaborate
castles, others so few that they can build nothing beyond a small
brick wall. Then there's me. After half a century I have lots of
pieces but they are those weird little pieces that come with the
specialty building sets that don't translate well to other purposes.
Pretty much everything I build looks like what they thought space
ships would look like in the eighteen-hundreds, but occasionally
they're race cars.
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