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| speak unto me like the beasts in the field |
How ya feeling?
Pretty rough if I’m honest, I never wanted
this day to be.
Would you prefer you never got here?
As long as I was somewhere, last week
maybe, last year, 2010, thirty years ago would be perfect.
It’s just a number.
Yeah, people say that, but you know what –
it doesn’t feel like a number today – it feels like everything is over.
Come on, pull yourself together, it’s the
beginning of a beautiful adventure.
Rubbish, it’s the end of one.
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2 comments:
Happy Big Day!
Been there, done that. Still here to tell the tale, to smell the flowers and to laugh a bit.
It's a significant number to be sure but as they say in baseball, it's not over til it's over. My Dad is 90. I wish it for you and for myself. That's 30 more years to enjoy!
Mx
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