As are all of our days. (Woody Allen once asked why they should be numbered, and not lettered.)
Today, though, as it happens — on September 23rd, 2024 — the number of my days is a nice round one: exactly 25,000.
It’s been a bit of a slog at times, and I’m well out of warranty at this point, but I’m glad I’m still buggering on. Better to be over the hill than under it!