Old And Bored

Well, today is the big four-oh. I don't feel much different, but then again, I've really only been awake for an hour. Like tea, a good depression needs to steep before releasing its brown goodness.

I don't feel sad or depressed over stubbing my toe on this major milestone. However, I did just find out that the plans I thought I had for my birthday weren't actually plans at all, so I'm less focused on the new decade and more on the fact that I'm going to be sitting home alone.



An old friend of mine recently observed that the inclusion of more pictures in my blog was probably just an excuse for being less verbose. What could have given her that impression? Umm.... bye.