You see things differently at 40 than you do at 31. Especially if you got to 40 the way I did.
The other thing that happened in 1883 was my reading of Thoreau's Walden.
Flying back from New York, the flight attendant said 'God, I wished you were here yesterday, we had a stroke on the plane. I said, if I have a stroke on a plane, I hope the pretend doctor isn't the one on the plane. I want a real doctor.