For so many reasons I have always had a hard time getting older. I mean going back to as long as I can remember. The idea of being forever young and playful appealed to me. Earlier this year I had a birthday. Today is not my birthday. It was at this birthday that for the first time I lied about my age. Someone asked me my age and I froze. I said I was 29. I kept this going and going. I couldn’t say the number for whatever reason. I had never had anything like it before! Today I am coming clean. I am done about worrying about a stupid number. I am in the best shape of my life and the happiest I can remember. Everyone I am
29 30 years old. Let the crypt keeping begin!
This was my artistic form of 30. In case you didn’t catch that!