You probably made up your mind about Paul McCartney a long time ago.
You either think he's a genius, continuing to do genius work. Or you think he's kinda hacky, and he's just hacking along.
I'm not here to convince you one way or another.
Over the weekend, I was catching little snippets of updates about Diana Nyad, who was attempting to swim from Havana to Key West.
It wasn't until late yesterday, when she had achieved her longtime goal, that I heard a news report actually mention her age.
I had assumed this person so intent on such an athletic feat, was in her 20s or 30s.
Sixty-Four.
Paul McCartney zipped past 64 nearly a decade ago. But he keeps making records, long past an age he once wonder had any worth whatsoever.
He'll likely never make another song as great as "Let It Be." And when you are in your 70s, neither will you.
That's not the point. It doesn't matter if, in your old age, you are achieving feats that no one thought were possible or you are creating just a shadow of your former output.
The point is, that to be alive, you need to keep jumping in the water and swimming anyway.
And in the end, that's the thing to take away.
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Hear "When I'm 64" on Youtube.
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