The Floor: July 2007 Archives
I turned another day older on Monday. Nothing special, just another day.
Of course, it was on that day 29 years ago that I came into the world and things would never be the same.
I came home from work to be greeted by three little monsters. And the serenades from co-workers throughout the day were enough to make my ears bleed (some people should never sing).
Just another day. I don't make a big deal about it and I really don't care. I stopped counting long ago.