another year older Once again I am a year older and I'm not sure what that means to me. I don't feel any older. Nor did I feel transformed in any way when the day started. Actually my day bgean in a very odd haze. After moving my sister yesterday, I was exhausted by the time that I got home at four in the afternoon. I remember seeing six on the clock before my body surrendered to sleep. Then when I woke up at maybe four this morning, I was completely out of sorts. All that I knew was that today was my birthday and that I had the next three days off to do whatever I wanted. |