I'm 61, almost retirement age, and I’ve been an architect my whole life, successful, I guess, built some pretty big things. But lately, when the younger folks at lunch talk about… you know, the way they feel about people, that physical pull, like gravity almost? I just… I don't get it. Never have, really. I mean, I don't even— whatever. I just always sort of… focused on the work, the discipline, especially after the service, you kind of just learn to push things down, I guess. Now I wonder if I missed something important, something everyone else just… felt. And now it’s too late, isn't it? Like a part of life just… passed me by.