Yesterday I got a day... a year older. I spent the whole morning sitting, waiting for the doctor in the hallway. I had gone back there to find my roots. Sadly, there was nothing left for me there. Later in the evening two of my very close friends showed up unannounced with a big white box - a huge cake. It was a pleasant surprise. Really. I wasn't planning to celebrate.
I invited them to stay for dinner. I always invite people to stay for dinner. Afterwards, as we've done a million times before, we sat down on the front porch and talked leisurely about our lives - the things we have left behind, the friends that we have lost touch with and the eternal darkness called tomorrow. It was a supernatural high.
Anyway, I found this picture, taken on my birthday two years ago. Excuse me for the nudity, things got way out of hand way too soon. Come to think of it, I'm getting too old for these things. I might have to take this one down. Hah.