Another year of me.

Happy Birthday Me !!!

Well, all in the cause of self-loving. Not an obsession, of course. I mean, it should play a significant role in the psyche of recognizing... Aw, who am I kidding. Who doesn't like to have a day of her own? And now there is no further denying the truth that I am not longer sixteen years old.

I leave you with these words of wisdom...

"I'm thirty-seven."
"What?"
"I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old."

Year out from me.