Soon it will be my birthday. A couple few minutes here and it will be the official date.
Thoughts on 28?
Hell, I don't know. A blur. Right? The blog posts this year don't really tell me so much. Or do they?
Hell, I don't know.
Let's say they might, if I try to think about it, for the sake of discussion. So... Well, I don't have time to go back and look right now. Clock's ticking.
Whatsa me settling on? 29. Twenty-nine like lilypad. Vine-ripened. Still on the climb.
Twenty-nine. About time. Time to sidle up to the production line. Saddle the wild stallion and rise to the occasion and try to trot in a single straight line. Deliberate and identified.
Thoughts on 28?
Hell, I don't know. A blur. Right? The blog posts this year don't really tell me so much. Or do they?
Hell, I don't know.
Let's say they might, if I try to think about it, for the sake of discussion. So... Well, I don't have time to go back and look right now. Clock's ticking.
Whatsa me settling on? 29. Twenty-nine like lilypad. Vine-ripened. Still on the climb.
Twenty-nine. About time. Time to sidle up to the production line. Saddle the wild stallion and rise to the occasion and try to trot in a single straight line. Deliberate and identified.
Left-justified.
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