It's that time of year again... time to realize how quickly time passes and how lucky I am to have such a wonderful life. I usually get really depressed around my birthday because I have such high demands for my life. What I think I should be doing with my life, why I haven't gotten there... too much high expectations on myself and it drives me crazy because then its this forever shadow of stress. Its so stupid. I stress myself out for nothing.
So far, I've had my heart broken a dozen times, survived 2 drug overdoses, played in 3 bands, traveled to 12 different countries, lost a lot of friends, gained a lot more, overcame my fear of heights, lost my tooth to the rivers in sweden, met the love of my life.
32, whatchu got for me?