I have had several conflicting emotions through out the day. For some reason this birthday seems different than all the others.
At one moment I think Gosh, I finally feel my age. I sorta have an old soul I guess so I have always felt older, not more mature, but older.
Then I think, Gosh I am only 3 years away from 30. FUCK where did that come from? Not that I think 30 is old, but looking back at the past few years it just doesn't seem like being 23 was that long ago.
But I am okay. I've got my cheesecake and some beautiful flowers. And my boys have been fairly good today. Life is good.