At 45, one takes stock. The building years of your life are over, and what you are now is pretty much what you are going to be. Soon it will be what you were.
You can no longer tell yourself that you might move to Lisbon, learn Portuguese and take up the guitar. You cannot learn Portuguese at your age. You can’t remember new words anymore; you can’t even remember where you have left your keys.
So it seems a good opportunity to do two things. First, to wish Winfrey a happy belated birthday. And second, to address this “12 Rules for Life” meme that you young whippersnappers have got up to on the social medias.