Rainy Days and Birthdays
So my birthday came and went without pomp and circumstance.
Which is fine.
It's good. Really. I have whined and bawled before like a two year old on a temper tantrum rampage about how my birthday should be nothing short of a national holiday or at least commemorated in our tiny town with a parade and a little bit of fan fare.
This year though, I got fine with it.
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