For past few months now, I have surprised myself. Not only have I managed to give up one of the very few great habits, the crassness and smooth slide into lethargy have been impressive & consistent. They say a well-rounded gut is a sign of a happy man. My happiness seems to be growing in leaps and bounds of late. You know you have come of age in life when little kids on the street ask you the time by deliberately calling you "Uncle". And I go on to tell them the wrong time, because sadistic pleasures are rare.
