I just looked at a picture of old fart expats, thinking "I probably won’t have anything in common with these guys. These are old farts." Upon closer examination, I realize they are not that old. In fact, they are…. Jal’s age. Which means they are my age. This has caused me to have an UH OH moment. Like an AHA moment, only more painful. I’m sure I’ll survive. I just need a nap first.