I’m in the Prime of Life

I am currently away on an Internet Vacation. I’ll be back online on March 31. I have written one new post for each day of my Vacation so that folks don’t miss me too much while I am gone. But keep in mind, these posts have been scheduled ahead of time. Feel free to comment, as always, but note that since I am not checking email, I will likely not be replying to comments until I am back from my Vacation on March 31. With that said, enjoy!


Today is my birthday1, and although I pretty much stopped counting after my Jack Benny birthday a few years back, the world conspires to remind me. It is an unremarkable birthday, the farthest you can get from a milestone birthday. Indeed, there are only two things of any interest at all about a 41st birthday. The first is that 41 is itself a prime number. The second is that 41 is the 13th prime number and 13 it itself a prime number. A numerologist might say that I’m in the prime of my life.

Actually, if all has been going well on this Internet vacation of mine, then the writing that I am attempting to get done is going gangbusters; the refocusing of my ambition to write better stories is also moving along at a rapid clip2. Also I’m spending more time with Kelly and the kids and less checking email, Twitter, Facebook and RSS feeds.

There are all kinds of arbitrary measures of when a person is in the prime of life. I happen to think it is a state of mind. My mind isn’t always in that state, but I think it tends to be pretty close, like the air bubble inside a level resting on a surface that is just slightly askew. Little adjustments get me there and little adjustments can knock you off. That’s just the way it goes. Sometimes I feel slower than I used to be, and other times I surprise myself with my speed. Sometimes I look a little fuller in the face than I once was, and other times I simply feel well-fed. Sometimes the stress of the day job gets to me, and other times, my smiling and laughing kids sop away the stress the way a good sponge sops up spilled milk.

I just hope I’m lucky enough to still consider myself to be in the prime of life when I’m 82.

  1. I am writing this on March 15, so it is a little odd writing the words “today is my birthday” almost two weeks in advance, but I’ve learned to accept these things and move on.
  2. More on this on Saturday.

About Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Arlington, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.

1 thought on “I’m in the Prime of Life

  1. nice way to think of 41, being a prime, and the 13th prime number at that. i’ll remember that for my next birthday. happy birthday!

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