It’s the 19th anniversary of my 21st birthday!
I know I'm supposed to be depressed about turning forty, but after this dumpster fire of a year, it feels like a humblebrag to say I've survived four decades on this planet. "Suck it, 2020! You ain't killed me yet!"* (*That's not a dare. Please don't prove me wrong, 2020. Your flames are beautiful and... [Read More]














