If youth is wasted on the young, perhaps wisdom is wasted on the old. What use is discovering it now, when more than half my life is gone already? I was thinking about this today on my early run along the canal in Leeds. For a few minutes, I was so happy that I thought about ending it all. I thought I could tie myself in a sack with a few bricks in it, perch on the edge of the canal, and wait for some vindictive kitten to wander past and give me a shove.… READ MORE.... …