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there i go all turning a year older and such. i'm now a rambunctious 24 years old. how should i be feeling now? perhaps elated? maybe even a bit titilated. not even close, but i see your point.
i woke up this morning just around the actual time that i was born, so i guess you could also say that i was reborne into the world as my eyes open upon the anniversary of the same action. i guess too that was a special beginning. but instead of a beautifully adorable pink bundle of baby, there awoke a stout stubble-bearded groggy bewildering sack of flesh wearing pajamas and a beanie.
quite a different act of birthing indeed.
what to do what to do today...well i started by cleaning myself up, washing some clothes, cutting my hair by way of two mirrors, and tried to start fresh as it were. it seems to have given me a small semblance of inconsequential celebratory acts. which are fun in of themselves. cause you never know what life's gonna hold for you, is the exact reason why i'm choosing to be positive today.
let's see what happens when i exit the threshold of 23, and venture into the world of 24.
hip hip hooray...
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