Has anyone else who has turned 40 get the feeling that they've gone past a half way point?
As cliched as it sounds, I have a definite sense of the 'finite' nature of time now, a distinct feeling that time is a limited resource not to be taken for granted.
I don't recall feeling this way in the years leading up to 40, I always felt the future was always something to look forward to when things would 'get better'.
Now I'm trying to fight the feeling that the best is already behind me :-(
Anyone got any happier recollections of turning 40?