Not Dead

Um....Hi. Yea, so I'm not dead or anything. Just haven't felt like blogging. Too much and not enough on my mind. Ever have that problem? It's a strange feeling. Nothing really exciting has been going on. I've been catching up on a lot of sleep. I've been spending a lot of time thinking. I've been spending a lot of time relaxing. It's all been very good for me.

It's my birthday this week. Friday the 13th. Yay me. I have a hard time believing I'm going to be 32. When I say the age "32" out loud, I picture someone "grown-up" in my mind. But when I look at me and my life, I think - how the hell am I 32? I'm no freakin' adult! I've heard it's common that people don't think of themselves as a "grown-up" until they've had some sort of defining moment. I've heard it said by some that the moment they became a "grown-up" was when they had to bury (or take care of) their parent(s), or when they had a child or children of their own.

I wonder what my defining moment will be?

Certainly not the passing of another day marking the date of my birth.