Today is my birthday and i'm forty-five years old. My sense of humor betrays me as the phrase, and that about sums me up, screams for me to splice it to the end of the first sentence. Truly, is that how i feel? Is that the value i place upon myself? Well, i just don't know. I'm beginning to believe "not knowing" is the stem from which i wilt.
I want to go fly fishing again.
Hope you had a great day! If you didn't go fly fishing yesterday, you should have as your birthday gift to yourself!
ReplyDeleteI completely missed your birthday, and for that I am filled with regret. It's weird, isn't it ... saying, "I'm 45." I'm not yet 45, you know, but I'm right behind you and it just doesn't sound right. Professing to be 45 sounds old. And mature. Like our parents or something.
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