When I was a child, my family took a trip to Los Angeles. I remember folks hawking star maps. I thought they were selling charts of the constellations. I was wrong.
I have no tattoos. If I were to get one, it would read "keep walking."
I am in the process of memorizing Shakespeare's 154 sonnets at a pace of 1 sonnet per month. I am working on no. 15. I will be done in May 2025.
The last I checked, my auto's odometer passed 123,311 miles. That is just over halfway to the moon when it is at its closest to the Earth. I have got some way to go.