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My daughter bringing home school projects that I remember doing when I went to school.
Today was cress grown on wet blotting paper.
I'm proud of her, but it seems like it was only last month I was doing that stuff.
In my head I'm still the same kid I was at 12, and the guy that first bought a beer at 17, and the person that went to university in the scary big city.
Then I realise that I'm now officially no longer in my early 30s (just gone 35). That means that I'm almost half way through the game.
Wow!
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