I’m 45, which means I’ve wandered onto the back nine of life — not in a tragic way, just in a “huh, didn’t expect this to be the plot twist” way. I spent two decades doing the respectable adult thing: jobs, titles, pretending quarterly metrics mattered. Then the layoff hit. Then the rebound job hit … Continue reading The Back Nine: A Mid‑Life Plot Twist Involving Dirt, Delusion, and One Very Patient Man