Yesterday, it was my birthday. One of those difficult ones, in between the ones that start with "3" and the ones that start with, "Wow, I can't believe I made it this far!"
--Except, of course, they're really all in the latter category. We're every one of us wildly unlikely critters and yet, here we are. That's worth celebrating.
Me, I celebrated by going to bed early. Ah. sleep: the cheapest gift and yet one of the most difficult to acquire, give or indulge in when you really want to.
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