Pre-birthday rant before I start celebrating and am so incomprehensibly incognizant of what’s going on... .
At 30 I cried on the couch because it was the end of the world. At 31 I got engaged. At 32 I got married but lost a baby. At 33 I was inducted into the 6-figure club and bought a house. At 34 I got divorced but made a ton of new friends. At 35 I fell in and out of love and partied my ass off. At 36 I took ownership of my life and came into my own with my art. Now at 37 I look and feel my best, still have the same amazing job, still have all those new friends, my art is rockin and life is sick. .
Through all those ups and downs in less than a decade, I’m gonna own the shit out of this coming Friday and it’s gonna be bitchin. .