I had a weird though as I posted this. The page count now is either getting close to, or exceeding the date I will be alive. A bit morbid perhaps, but no less accurate for it. I remember in school when a teacher said we’d live to see the year 2000 most likely thinking it was so far away, and now it’s 18 years in the rear view. That version of me wouldn’t be totally dumbfounded by the current version since the least likely outcome, the one he struggled not to have happen, happened anyway.