Impractical manifestation of a midlife crisis

I bought a BMW.

It’s a white convertible that screams “Midlife crisis!” from the highest rooftops.

Of course, when I bought it two years ago, I didn’t think I was having a midlife crisis. I just thought I liked the car. Although, I don’t think most men in their fifties, who buy totally impractical sports cars, are rushing to their therapists with a self-diagnosed midlife crisis.

Now, I’m doing wha...