Half an hour away from the beginning of the end of my teens!
There are two days in a year that make me particularly happy - New Years and my Birthday. Birthdays are personalized New Year's Days.
In my head, they are both the space that follows a full stop.
The pause in which you glance back over at the many a sentence, comma and full stop that preceded it.
But also the pause in which there is the possibility for any capital letter to follow.
You know something remarkable is coming, and it could be anything.
And the anticipation is killing me.
And the anticipation is killing me.
