Time is irrelevant

Toe,
Happy very belated birthday. How are you feeling, in your late 30s? How was your celebration? I hope it was good, and I am sorry I didn't get a chance or have the wherewithal to wish you a happy birthday a little closer to the actual date.

I wish I had some words of wisdom from the far side of 40, but I do not. We get older, creakier, and all that, but I guess I mostly just feel more myself as time goes on. Lately I have been feeling strangely self-confident, a feeling strengthened by a sense that the clock is running, and I have to stop letting fear dictate my life and just do whatever the fuck I feel I need to do. Could be the start of a midlife crisis?

It was great to see you and El the other week. It does my heart good to see you.
Love,
E-word

Blister in the Sun

E-word,

Neither here nor there, but I'm kind of blown away that I'm going to be 37 fucking years old. Jesus that's close to 40. What do these numbers even mean anymore?

It was fantastical seeing you recently. I love you too, man.

Love,

Toe