and nothing's changed! I don't feel old, not making big deal over some winkles magnified a hundred times in my mind. By God's graces and great genes, I still look fairly young. Overall, I'm feeling that the thirties will be a time in which I finally figure out myself and setlled down with a greater Leo confidence I know I can show, if not 100%, maybe 93%.
What I ate on my birthday:
1 Egg scrambled w/cheddar cheese(if not 1 whole a little less) , 2 slices of bacon and a small dump of grits (OMG- hadn't had in a while)
Dinner at Frida Restaurant: Resplandor de Mango (yummy baby greens salad with diced mango, goat cheese), one cheese goridta (size of a meatball) and a glass of Riesling. Also about 3/4 of a slice of tres leches cake.
Poetically, I have not summed up this occasion of turning 30. I suspect that I will a bit later. It's like as I do with my poetic end of the year summaries of the past few years- finalize my thoughts about 3 or 5 weeks later in an epic-long poem.
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- Marinarena
- a female with so many interests, that she doesn't know what to do with them but do some and write about in poetry and blogs.
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