Well well well well well....
I am writing this on the eve of my 40th Birthday. The last day of my 30s.
How odd.
To commemorate the moment, here are some Birthday Thoughts From My Brain:
This time 10 years ago I was not anyone's Dad.
The theme to The Pink Panther is the best piece of music ever written.
Even though I doubt the doomsdayers prediction of the end of the world in
2012, there is an unsettling sense of bring a bit closer to the end than
might be prudent. Whoa there...
Music is good. Having a big cuddle is good. Laughing is good. Quietness is
good.
Having a pet is weird.
I think, that Thinking doesn't denote existence. We exist, like stars and
bats and twigs exist, quite apart from thinking. Thinking is just a receipt.
Old news.
iThink
I miss cassette tapes.
There you go!
Happy Birthday to all the other 17th of January people. I hope you have a
nice day and that things go ok in this next year of Your Actual (and Only)
Life.
And thank you to everyone who has played a part, directly or indirectly in
the wonderful and ridiculous adventure that has been my first 40 years. Is
it love ?
Yes it is.
Ok. 52 minutes left. Off I go!
From
That
Matt
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