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In my twenties, I got angry. In my thirties, I became nervous... In my forties, I asked myself "why" and suffered from it... At fifty I say "Do it whatever you like" and I smile... It's not selfishness... It's survival. Along the way, even anger fades... You understand that there is no need... It would just be grey clouds falling about life... And I want the sun...