ANOTHER BIRTHDAY. A BIG ONE. 65. Over the last few weeks, I have been preoccupied with the significance of 65. Two thirds of my life is behind me. Maybe more. Do I have 30 years left? What if it is only 10? I’ve wasted a lot of time in 65 years. John Lennon said, “Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.” But have I enjoyed it? It’s gone now… all those hours waiting for boys to call or vegging in front of TV or playing online games or shopping for things I hardly ever wear.