A Year Older
"But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm getting older too"
Landslide (Fleetwood Mac)
So I turned 23 today.
Is that good? I don't know.
Does that matter? I don't know.
That doesn't make sense to me. I always felt 72 years old. I think I saw what I needed to see in this life, although I still am (in the eyes of my co-workers) conspicuously young.
This post is utterly unnecessary, now that I'm thinking.
Still. Growing up is a fact. Birthday is a stupidity.
Labels: Personnal Dandruff
1 Comments:
Hey there. Just popped into your blog (hope you don't mind) and I saw it was your birthday a few days ago. Congratulations!
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