It’s hard to believe how much got fit into 46. The first half was about life falling apart and the second half was about rebuilding. I am not sure what to think about 47. I cannot say I am really optimistic about the future right now. It seems like once a decade I get body slammed so hard to the mat that I barely can get myself back up. And now it is not just me but the entire world that is on the ground and struggling to get up. But what other choice is there? We have to get up. We have to carry on. We gotta keep on keeping on.