One of the great things about mid-life is that you've finally hit that average point in your life span, when the last 40 years and maybe the next 30 years of your existence kind of evens out. It gives you that perfect space in life to settle down without any crutches, look back and front with no neck cramps, and mostly, contemplate deeply without getting lost in your thoughts and getting stuck in 'seniledom', and do the one act you've always wanted to do but denied the most - freely comment on the world at large with a minimum 50% accuracy, give or take few well-intentioned, but completely misguided advices (yeah, we've all been there, bungled that). So, on that lousy, rotten statistical note, let's start rating you now. Have you always felt how much our lives are constantly observed, evaluated and left hanging on random scales? Looks like it's become compulsory need that whatever we're doing now or done in the past has to be measured