Thirty, Flirty, & Flailing
"I’m hoping to welcome this new decade with more grace. My birthday is on the 15th, otherwise known as The Ides of March. It’s a day of ultimate betrayal and salad dressing jokes. As much as I’ve steeled myself to avoid over-reflecting on the upcoming decade, I have a feeling my brain is going to give in and barrage my thoughts with comparisons to my peers as I blow out the XXX candles. Et tu birthday?"