volcano

i need to hurry up and go to bed. my birthday begins in less than an hour, and i need to be firmly in bed, falling asleep by then.

33.

thirty-three.

it's been a great year. i don't even know if i can, or should, put into words what a great year this has been for me. but i can say this... it's been one of those red letter years that i'll look back on as a time of great significance. and for that reason, i feel reluctant to begin a new year. i'm not ready for this time to be over, but i suppose experiences, significant or not, are not limited by a specific window of time. so it's not actually over. this feels like a very special time in my life, and i'm super grateful for it.

i've learned a lot about myself, my partner, my relationships, my friends and family, this city, and many, many unknowns. i feel like all these things, and life in general has been cracked open a little more. and i've really enjoyed it.

thankfully there's still much more to experience. still many rich and full adventures to enjoy.

and so with that... i say good night.

what was it like?
to be young, strong, stupid and drunk