happy birthday to me... the end of my 20s

here i am on the eve of my 30th birthday. not a twinge on self-pity as my single self does whatever i damn well please. i am prepping by drinking half a bottle of peach champagne and a over-the-top gooey chocolate lava cake.

who am i spending the night with? why, only the most important being in my life- my dog. (he celebrates me everyday, so may 27th hold no special place for him.) i passed on plans & invites with gfs & family to just spend the day quiet, focused and purposeful. i am getting ready for my next stage in life.

i will spend today doing what i want, when i want, how i want. i will relish in the joy of going to bed at whatever hour i please, leaving my clothes all over the floor, eating cake in bed and watching tv until the wee hours of the morning.

i will start fresh tomorrow by implementing all those new plans i concocted.

for the first time in a while, i feel good. really good.