The melancholy the day after your birthday. The first day you wake up with your new age. A day to reflect and to cherish.  Working with older people I have realized how incredibly young I am. If you are privileged enough to live till you are in your 80s or 90s. What would you remember of being 25? Probably not much, just how much fun you had.


So, here is to that. Here to fun and joy and laughter.

Happy 25th, to me.



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