Meaningless birthday

So on the 5th, I had a meaningless birthday. It's the calm before the storm, really. There's nothing special about 29 other than it's the one before 30. I'll probably freak out next year. But I'm steadily in my 20s yet, for one more year.

I'm lucky enough to be with a man 20 years my senior. "Lucky?" you're asking. Yeah, lucky. He keeps things in perspective for me. Thanks, Love!