In 1979, when I was 39, I had such a bad year, I thought it was all over. Thankfully it wasn't.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had a similar year back in 1984 when I felt like I couldn't lose.
My best year was probably 1948, and after that, it's been downhill for me.
I remember when I was 33 or 34, it was devastating because I realized I wasn't a kid anymore. The great thing about 40 was that I really felt like I had life experience and knew what I was doing now.
I had one of my best years in 1991; I was 31. I made a renewed effort to work harder. I got better at my diet. I paid attention to how much sleep I got. I was always someone of routine. I became more strict.
This year, when I turn 65, I thought, 'So weird;' when I was a kid, people who were 65 either retired or died. I'm so nowhere near that.
My career started young and I was really ambitious, and then I had success and I hung out with people who were much older. I think I might have been temporally misplaced, so I thought I was 40. It was a premature midlife crisis.
When I'm 60, maybe, I'll look at my pile of papers and wonder, What really happened that year?
I'm one year away from 70 and I've had a good run. I really believe I'm okay.
At 40, I went to bed for three days. I thought my life is over.
I had a great '70s. I survived it, and that's always good news.