Looks like I made it through another trip around the sun. Apparently, if one keeps hanging on stubbornly, this happens. It’s very confusing: just when I’d gotten used to thinking of my age as “45”, I have to learn something new.
I’ve been having serious thoughts about retiring this blog, and starting a new one dedicated to my daily life in a metaphor that doesn’t involve fighting a deadly disease. I’d thought I might actually get it up and running by today, but, well, I guess that ‘gang agley’. (What is the past tense of ‘gang’ anyway? Any Scots out there?)
Celebrations of this oddly amazing yet also mundane occasion have so far been low-key. There is talk of going to see the Wallace and Gromit movie on Friday. I am a wild and crazy guy.