So, today is my 38th birthday. For some reason, I seemed to think that I should mark the occasion by starting a blog.
That and it helps me to vent those issues seeing as the letters that I am "going to write" never seem to materialise. Maybe it will move me a little bit.
So what does turning 38 change?
In short, nothing. Except that my back has decided to let me know, in no uncertain terms, that I am no longer young. I do have to get up and get out (There's a nod to you, Lakshmi), as i have a High Tea organised for lunch.
Once upon a time I would have had a night at clubs lined up with a million semi friends invited. But now its High Tea. I am going to head to the Shift later this evening just for old times sake, but even the people I mentioned it to seem to be unwilling to join me, so those million semi friends have definately disappeared. C'est la Vie.
I have a rant about my train trip home last night to go on about, but i might save that for later, lest it spoils the little sandwiches that I will be eating in some hours.
Til then.
Ta Ta.
That and it helps me to vent those issues seeing as the letters that I am "going to write" never seem to materialise. Maybe it will move me a little bit.
So what does turning 38 change?
In short, nothing. Except that my back has decided to let me know, in no uncertain terms, that I am no longer young. I do have to get up and get out (There's a nod to you, Lakshmi), as i have a High Tea organised for lunch.
Once upon a time I would have had a night at clubs lined up with a million semi friends invited. But now its High Tea. I am going to head to the Shift later this evening just for old times sake, but even the people I mentioned it to seem to be unwilling to join me, so those million semi friends have definately disappeared. C'est la Vie.
I have a rant about my train trip home last night to go on about, but i might save that for later, lest it spoils the little sandwiches that I will be eating in some hours.
Til then.
Ta Ta.
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