Ok it's time

I am Forty years old.

It feels quite good actually.

I may be reaching a peaceful balance with myself.

There's hope that things fall into place.

The night is warm.

The moon is shy.

I'm content and surrounded by sleeping people I love.

I wish I could be Forty every day.

Now I know?

I guess deep down I always knew. 

I'm happy that you are happy. 

And that everything moves forward!

Today Madiba dies

Nelson Mandela is dead.

I've never met him (of course).

I've read a lot about him (of course).

I will miss a figure of such magnitude as an example for all, world leader ad little people like me. 

I'm sitting on a bed in my parents house in the middle of the night, thinking why this person feels so important to me.