That’s how a birthday-girl walks on the afternoon of the following day, with an almost cured hangover. It’s a bright walk to my future.
Because today I am (still) the youngest I’ll ever be – and, as I read it somewhere, the following is not mine -, I’m also the oldest I’ve ever been. Isn’t that awesome?!
The good news is that you are just like me.
How does it feel today to be alive?