I give lots and lots of advice.
Just as if I know what the hell I’m talking about.
I don’t have any qualifications for all this advice – except that I’m intelligent, good-hearted – and old.
Old people are allowed to give advice, because they have so much experience. Of course, in my case, I’m sort of an introvert and non-risk taker and non boat-rocker. So my experience is limited in some areas.
On the other hand, I’m relatively happy and relatively easy-going – and it seems that lots of other people would like to be those two things too. So I can offer my own little strategies that haved helped make me so.
For whatever it’s worth.
When I was growing up, my mother gave me lots of advice. But as I matured, she always added this caveat.
“I give you advice because I’m your mother and I love…
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