33 as a repetition
i had the wonderful pleasure of spending the dawning of my 33rd year with a few close friends. i had tried to be as non celebratory as possible but i can’t resist it too much because it’s hard to say no to some excellent french food. certainly i’ve been dreading turning ‘older’, not because i am getting old or anything but more as a stark reminder of the passing of time. time as a very limited quantity and given my lofty ambitions, it seems that there is too much to do tomorrow and truthly for the rest […]