Another year has passed and I’m supposedly a bit wiser than I was. I’m definitely a bit older, by exactly one year. The one cool thing about working afternoons now is that when I go home I’ll share a late-night birthday supper with my wife. So I get to start the celebration a little early. Not that we’ll be doing much else as I have to work again tomorrow afternoon, but it’ll make for a pleasant bit of time together this evening. My daughter won’t be around for the first time in 10 years and that’s a bit of a bummer, but I’ll probably get at least a phone call from her later on in the day.
So Happy Birthday to me. Hopefully the next year will be better than the past one. Maybe I’ll finally reach my goal of becoming rich and famous through some wondrous bit of amazing inspiration. At the very least I hope that by this time next year I’ll be in a much better job with decent pay and benefits. Something with a bit more variety to it. I suppose time will tell.