Fail, fail, fail, fail, succeed

Twenty Years Part 1

20 years.

240 months.

1,040 weeks.

7,300 days.

3,504,000 hours.

According to a Social Security actuarial life table, I have 21.55 years left to live. Let’s be optimistic and say that I don’t feel that great the last year and a half. That gives me 20, which doesn’t seem like a lot. Fucking hell.

Better get busy