Ever dream of “If I win the lottery” or “If I met someone rich” or “If I got in on the next big startup” or “If I get on a reality show and become famous”? Or heard that “Oh, you don’t want to be too set in your ways, when you meet a partner you’ll want to build your life around his”?
Next month I turn 49 years old.
Now I’ve slayed some dragons
And I’ve found a treasure or two
Journeyed to mysterious lands both far and near
Sometimes I’ve been lonely
Sometimes I’ve been afraid
And no fairy godmother came to save the day
Pulled up my own bootstraps and did things my own way
What I’ve done so far in life is part of who I am. I’ve been married 15 years; I’ve been a home owner 16 years; I’ve been in the software industry for 25 years; I’ve lived in Seattle for 1 month shy of 49 years. I may still change careers or go back to school or move away from the Pacific Northwest, but it’s a LOT less likely. And I’m comfortable with that.
Are you a pirate?
Or a prince, charming and brave?
Did you think you could turn me so easily?
I don’t need someone to sell me something to prove my worth. I have my own self, and it’s worth enough.
It’s too late to convince me I might be a princess
It’s too late to help me discover my secret magic skill
It’s too late to make me believe I’m inheriting a kingdom
It’s too late to be my savior in shining armor bright
Go fade into the night
I’ll be all right
These musings were inspired by Cathy McManamon’s song “It’s Too Late”, available on BandCamp.
Living ~400lbs 
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