If you have reached the age of 60, it's pretty fair to say you have used over a half tank of gas. So what do you do? Drive cautiously, economically and see how long and far you can go, or do you hammer down and see how far you get before you crash and burn? Do you pull a James Dean, pick up a rider? Maybe you do a free Uber service to hope to cleanse your soul? Oh no, what about the things you have hidden away in the secret drawers or closets? You probably have some things hidden and you can't remember where or why. You do know you would be embarrassed if someone else found them after you were gone. Then you may have memorabilia in a jewelry box that has no intrinsic value but will always remind you of a special event. I posed this line of thought to my mate as we spent a relaxing morning, counting our blessings. BAD IDEA! She is now fixated on what I am hiding. My mind was just wandering. It's not what you think baby, I was wondering whatever happened to that pint of moonshine, and the joint I was given and tucked away and that Viagra pill I bought on a street corner. I was thinking it needs to be consumed or disposed of before I run out of gas. But I can't remember where I hid the darned things. She said, "You need to pull the car over and look again at your map." She is wonderfully wise.
