I’m Alive V2.49

When I opened my eyes this morning, I said the same thing I’ve said for the past 25 years: I’m alive! If I wake up this morning, it means I have at least one more year. It makes no sense in the real world, especially for a guy who talks about science so much, but I can’t change the way I think about this one thing.

The question is why? My dad died on this date 49 years ago at the age of 41. Ever since I opened my eyes on May 10th when I was 41, I believed I would live another year. Again, it makes no sense but it’s what I believe. For any new Memo subscribers, now you have a little insight into how I think. If you’re wondering “Why V2.49? My Dad died when I was 17; 17 plus 49 is 66—my current age. I am version 2.

What am I going to do with this year? Do what I feel I was created to do: teach. Make the complex simpler so you can understand it. Separate the fiction from the fact so you’re not deceived. Read more. Write more. Talk more. That’s what I’m here for, so that’s what I’m going to do. I’m glad you’re along for the journey.

What are you prepared to do today?

Dr. Chet