a letter to myself from 53 year old me Dear 36 year old self,We turned 53 years old today. I know, that sounds awful. It sounds old. It sounds like we’re about to pack it in. When you’re 30, anything in your 50s is frightening. To think, it feels so far away for you, 53. But man, it goes by so fast. It feels like yesterday I was you, freshly separated, lost as sea, wondering what the hell was going to happen to you that year, let alone 15 years from now. 53 is distant, not yet looming.