It's My Party...
And it is my birthday.
It snowed last night. The first snow of the season and it is my birthday.
For some reason I feel that bodes well.
So I am 32 years old today. Very strange cause I don't really feel much older than I did at 18, but in some ways I feel fricking ancient. That juxtaposition gets worse every year around this time. I still have so many things in my personality from when I was younger that I simply haven't given up, and have no intention of giving up, but there are so many things I have simply let fall away these past couple of years.
I feel OK. Not good but OK.
I am going to go look at the snow now.
TTFN
Christine
It snowed last night. The first snow of the season and it is my birthday.
For some reason I feel that bodes well.
So I am 32 years old today. Very strange cause I don't really feel much older than I did at 18, but in some ways I feel fricking ancient. That juxtaposition gets worse every year around this time. I still have so many things in my personality from when I was younger that I simply haven't given up, and have no intention of giving up, but there are so many things I have simply let fall away these past couple of years.
I feel OK. Not good but OK.
I am going to go look at the snow now.
TTFN
Christine