22
May
Yesterday was my birthday. I have very little reflective to say about that because, apoplectic you know, pharmacy anything that I might say would probably have something to with growing old (I grow old, doctor I grow old) and not getting enough cake. And that would just sound pinched and ungrateful and unhappy, which is not how it is, not how it is at all.
So I will hold my words for now, for today, and just enjoy the sunshine.