Much like the emperors of old, the year ends on my birthday. As of today, the world is reborn anew as I ascend into the next year of my life. So, what was being 45 like? Odd. Odd but good. At the end of last year's post, I said: I only have one goal. Stop. A few weeks ago, Liz and I both quit our jobs. By the end of 2024, our careers will be on hiatus. I want to have a big mental clean-out. …