M is for: Me (or Much Minutiae…you pick)
Today is my birthday. I am 31-years-old. Do I feel old, you ask? No, I don’t, thankyouverymuch. But, considering that I feel a bit jet-lagged after going to bed too late for only 4 nights in a row, I don’t suppose I feel so very young either. Sigh. In honor of this not-so-momentous-not-exactly-young-or-old birthday of…