So, in three days I'll be another year older. I have always liked my birthday; I like everyone's birthday. I relish celebrating the people I love. But I don't have much to say about it this year. I feel a bit 'blah' about it this year.
I don't have much to say about anything really. I don't have any ranting to do or news to tell or adventures to report.
Time seems to go more quickly as the age climbs higher. I guess that's why it becomes increasingly more important to live fully and completely and to love deeply and courageously.
I hope to do that more this year.
