I had pictures planned, but they aren’t happening.

26 today. Its odd–the number sounds bigger, older, more grown, than I feel. And then I realize that I really am 26, or how I imagine 26.

The only thing I would really change would be my in person social life. That has been hard hit recently, by changes that I knew were coming. I am a bit sad that my birthday celebration will be much smaller than I would have thought a few months ago, but really, there isn’t much better than spending time with T. And that is what I will do.

Happy birthday to me. (and Ms. Acrylique).