May 17, 2014


I'm 26 today.

Good weather. Good fitness. (When I can get my leg back up to supporting it. That's getting closer, in any case. Walking isn't a chore, at least.) Good job. Good health. Good folks.

Never like the phrase "I can't complain", because people always find a way. Myself included. But I shouldn't.

It's not "all good", exactly. Another phrase that never quite means what it says. But it is collectively, all of it taken on the whole, "good". And that's good.

30-34 age group, I'm coming.

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