I don't know where to start. My birthday, maybe. It's usually a reminder of the fact that I'm closer to the end of my life than the beginning. This year, though, we packed in so many fun things around it, it was hard to get out of the present, and it was glorious. The future is anxiety, and the past is depressing. But in the present, there is kayaking, there is laughter and jokes and hugs, there's joys and shared sorrows and I love all of it. I'm humbled to have become a part of this little place. It's beautiful.
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