It’s odd. I feel I have a history. It’s a solid history that I have somehow built and can glance back knowing that it is no longer just an introduction, but it holds the beginning of the first act. I feel empowered by this wealth of experience. As I look forward with a confidence bathed in optimism, iced with nervous trepidation, I cannot help but smile. This one lifetime adventure awaits and my history is my companion. Goodbye 36. Hello future.