Happy Monday! This this is the last Monday of my 39th year. On Thursday I’ll be 40. Oh joy. Not.
Now I know plenty of you sweethearts out there will say all sorts of sweetheart things and I’ll love you for it as I grimace on the inside and try and hold down all the swirling discontent in my stomach. Thoughts of times gone by, dreams not yet met, bodies changing (or not), what will be and what never will.
Oh, I know I’m being I big ‘ol hot mess and I’m sure I’ll handle 50 a lot better than I’m handling 40. But I think this week the blog will be full of music (much better than my words) and on Thursday I hope some laughs. Today’s song speaks better for me than I can.