Hitting 44 is a very bittersweet moment. It means that I’m now outliving some of the important “older” friends from my early years. It’s an odd feeling. One that I’ll have to get used to as time pushes forward. Or not. Technically, been there and done that, anyway. Hey, I may not be a master of much, but I do have an uncanny ability of just not allowing bad situations to stick. A lot has changed these past three years. Places I’ve considered pieces of home no longer exist.