It’s my birthday. I’m going to be the cliché and say that the years really do pass faster as I’m getting older.

35, but don’t really feel it. My boss had to check the employment records yesterday to see if the birthday list in our break room was correct – so I guess I don’t act it either?

Anyway, on to a new year.

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