Here we are again, tomorrow is my birthday. I'll be turning 32. This time around doesn't really feel so different than last year. I might have forgotten a little about it even. I think 32 is a very pretty number, it just looks good, you know. Sometimes, I'm really wondering where time goes, because I don't really follow sometimes: 'time flies' really makes more sense every year! Maybe I'm not doing the right things when...