One Year Older

In keeping with my weirdness, and all the crazy things that go along with being who I be, I had a birthday today. Which turned out to be all that I wanted it to be. Quiet. Not cumbersome. Uneventful. I like those words. I am those words. So yeah, had a birthday.

Turned thirty-one. Funny, inside I still feel seventeen. Mostly I think because I never allow numbers to dictate how I feel. Or should feel.

I don’t do much introspection, there’s nothing to inspect. Inwardly. I have been blessed with k...