I was turning forty in a few days and feeling a little down. I think all birthdays that introduce one to a new decade have that effect, but forty has always been the cliched one you hear about. It makes sense too, as it has become the official marker of being middle-aged. That is if you are lucky enough to reach eighty and beyond! I had not set the world afire, but I never had much ambition or direction really. I pretty m...