For years I have never cared for holidays, birthdays, and such. Just another day for me.
I have been helped into a place where I am content and feeling good about things again.
Haven't really felt like this in decades.
Long story short: I am out tonight, having pho soup and pot stickers for supper, attending a symphony (wanted that for years), and celebrating the birthdays of
Mick Mars
Alice Liddell (made famous by Lewis Carroll)
And...
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Myself.
Love you CoSo family!
May 4th, Frankfurt:
Happy-go-lucky Heretic