WOW! I just now [ while thinking back realized] I was in High School in 1979.
Where did my years go?
Uh oh, I sense the beginnings of a mid-life crises.
Call it a mid-life "transition" instead and make it a positive experience...
1. Forget the hair, it looked stupid anyway, grow a goatee and look meaner! Rrrrrrrr!
2. Forget the red sports car (or even 'sporty' car if you're like me and too cheap to buy a real car [my cars were downright wimpy by Moses' standards]), you'll just kill yourself with all that power anyway.
3. Forget younger women, they're all full of ink and piercings and their taste in music sucks! Dance with the one you came with.
Get the body/health right and chase your dreams, brotha.
That is, *if* you continue with this line of questioning.