Today was my birthday.
My 24th birthday to be exact.
And yes, it was very good, thanks for asking.
After 24 years, I still think birthdays are kinda cool.
Just in a different way than when I was, say, 4.
It's like I have rose colored glasses every time it's my birthday.
No matter what I do (or don't do) it's still a happy day.
And now I have 365 days to go until the next one.
I can't wait.