Who Are You???...

So…as a pause between “Virgin Traveler” episodes I decided to reflect [please use protective eye ware]. Another birthday has arrived. I can’t believe I am drawing attention to this as I am very private, and I prefer to keep my birthday…quiet and an opportunity for reflection and time alone. I think this dates back to my actual birth. Birth to me (other than the fact that technically you are being evicted by your landlord) is a very solitary moment. I have often thought that the moment of our birth is the first decision we make as earthly humans. My mother and I argued that point in as much as the time between when her water broke and my birth was little more than the time it took to get to the hospital. I was in a much bigger hurry than her.
So…who am I? Well…to answer that question I will say that you will always know what I am thinking…you will never really know me. I don’t have a picture of myself in terms of age (mental or otherwise). Age has nothing to do with your appearance…your memories date you. Appearances are deceiving. I will not dye my hair to look younger. It is a lovely shade of white (which I refer to as EXTREMELY LIGHT BROWN)… I have earned it. I won’t dress to look younger because that usually looks pathetic and always looks scary.

Anyway…please don’t feel left out if you think you don’t really know me. I have regular out-loud conversations with my Id, Ego, and Super ego. Anyone who does that…has serious identity issues…mores the reason to love me.

Thank you all, be well, and bless you!

I’M JUST SAYING.


Photo Credit to Triangle Industries for the big birthday cake