I'm thinking about a big list for August. Or maybe a small list. But a list. And I'll turn 41. It's one of those birthdays that occurs every seven years. Supposedly I have all new tissue. Well, whether or not that's true, lately i've been feeling like I have all new tissue. And that's good enough for me.
Besides, everybody knows that myth creates reality.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment