Some random thoughts on turning 60

It's happening in a matter of days

I don’t feel like celebrating, but I don’t feel like not celebrating.

Various people in my life have been after me for months to make plans for my birthday, and I kept kicking the topic down the field because I didn’t really want to deal with it—or maybe didn’t want to face how truly imminent 60 was. At first I thought maybe a big party like the one my brothers and I threw for my mom’s 60th (which feels like only yesterday, alas). But in the end I’ll be going out to dinner with a very small group of mostly family. Then after dinner, we’ll do karaoke. I fully expect to be home and in bed by 11.

Relatedly, I’m feeling overall a bit mixed about the big day.