catch twenty-something
I turned twenty-something today and that is all. I hardly feel old because feeling old at this age would be ridiculous. But I am tired of a few things, a very few few-things, simply because they have nagged at my sensitive mental spots for far too long and I have done nothing about it.
It is good that at least I am still irritated because that means I haven't become apathetic. Apathy is the death of being useful, and being useless is the death of being young.
Thus I start and end my birth day, listing those things I must do something about.
Thus I start and end my birth day, listing those things I must do something about.