Having gotten absolutely hammered last night, I now awaken with the weight of Atlas' burden on my temple and the collective droning of 200 schoolchildren in a boring history listen coursing through my veins. No, I don't get the metaphor that well either. But I'm sticking with it. Now that's what I call conviction.
My birthday is coming up soon. Twenty Six. Heh. Wow. I don't feel a day over 18 sometimes, and then there are times when I feel as though I'm already hitting 62. Perhaps it is just a matter of perspective. I certainly don't feel as though my numerical age should be an impediment to anything.
So happy June everyone. And Please come to my house for my birthday. :)
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