I had an amazing experience today, one that sort of hit me out of nowhere.

I have been undergoing analysis lately -- "navel gazing," as some would put it -- trying to figure out why I had been having trouble for so long putting some of my youthful mistakes behind me. I was a serious underachiever in my teens and twenties; I didn't even get my first job in my career until I was 29.

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That was right around the time my first marriage was slipping away

