Day After a Birthday



My birthday was a splendid affair; the kids always make me feel like a person of import and wealth.
This time of year is always a time for thought and change. After forty seven years, that seems a bit cliche, I know. But when the the world seems unstable and the little guy is getting the shaft quite constantly, it feels good when love is abundant and seems to be more than just joy and happiness. It feels like the real foundation for what we're working on and building at these times, and that's good in the midst of a long winter.

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