Aggers wrote:I always think that the passage of time is like riding a bicycle.
The first twenty years of your life is like riding up a steep hill, and you travel so slowly.
Then the road flattens out and you start to pick up speed.
The older you get the steeper the road gets and the faster you travel.
What awaits us at the bottom of the hill I don't know.
But there's some lovely scenery on the way.
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