Today is my birthday. I am 32 years old today. I can't believe I am 32. I remember when i was a kid, the thirties seemed like real adulthood. My parents were in their thirites when I really started to pay attention to how old they were on their birthdays each year. And now here I am.

I have to say that I love the thirties so far. Maybe because my 20's were filled with such angst, and I didn't know where it came from. But since I turned 29, I have been getting to the bottom of everything, and I am gaining knowlege, figuring out who the hell I am, and realizing that everything is going to be OK.

It's not going to happen overnight, I know that. Nothing happens overnight, really. Except weeds. But all of the things I want to change about myself are things that will take time. And I am making my peace with that. All I really want, at the core of myself, is to be at peace. To be at peace when I am alone. Just at peace with being, with existing. I think that will happen in time. I know it will. I am learning how to get to that place of peace.

I know this isn't much but I had to take a baby step back to the weblog. . .