some years ago, i’ve lost track of when, i made the discovery that i will be turning 33 on 11/11/11.
That’s 4 powerful numbers all lined up in honor of my birth.
i’ve been dreaming of a massive party ever since.
i just never figured it would come so soon.
i feel kind of under pressure, actually.Â shouldn’t someone with such a birthday be ruling the world by now or living on a higher plane perhaps?Â and what if my party stinks?
the birth of a new year has done little to make me worry less about life…but it’s all good.Â i’ve made my wishes for the day and on 11/11/11 i’ll make a few more.Â and then i’ll tell myself what i tell my child, “the best wishes are the ones you make come true.”
Happy New Year, World.