My Big African Birthday
Though 2009/2010 was still a great time of homeyness and friends, my 30th year certainly wasn't what I had expected (I mean, I spent a shocking majority of it unemployed). So how wonderful it felt to turn 31 ridiculously happy with the place I am at in my life right now. Remember that sad bastard entry I posted when I first got here in Durban? Well, I can safely say that I feel I'm exactly where I should be in my life, doing exactly what I should be doing, and that I'm pretty darn good at it, too.
An amazing feeling, and one that has taken me by surprise. So this year's birthday morning song (yes, I still do this) had to be Dog Days Are Over. This year, I'm running fast for my mother, fast for my father, for my children, for my sisters and brothers. Leaving my love and my longing behind. You're right, Florence, I have carried them with me for too long.
Bring on the mandolins, retro beats, and sparkles and let's see what 31 brings me!
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