Tag: birthday


I’m 32 today. I feel more and more with the weight of existing and life, that “special” events get more and more bogged down. Maybe it’s age? Christmas doesn’t feel as great, it’s more like one neat day amidst a flurry of really shitty… Continue Reading “32”

If I were turning 20

I’m nearly 30. I wrote on facebook about a sign I saw that said “I don’t have birthdays. I level up.” This has been true. After my 30th birthday I will get published, go on a mission trip to Guatemala (and learn how to… Continue Reading “If I were turning 20”