Three Hundred Nine.
i know that i am nothing new
my words might not seem much to you
but brother how we must atone
before we turn to stone
- Ingrid Michaelson, Turn to Stone
It's officially no longer my birthday since it's now past midnight. It didn't really feel all that birthday-ish anyway. Weird year. Weird month. Weird birthday. I didn't even have any birthday cake. I guess some years a late night cup of gingerbread tea has to suffice. Here's hoping my thirty-third year will be a little smoother and less hilly than my thirty-second. The highs were wonderful but I don't think I want to suffer through those kinds of lows again. Thankfully, there's nowhere to go but up from here. And I intend to climb rapidly and not look back.
Musically Challenged: Ingrid Michaelson - Turn to Stone
Three Hundred Nine.
i know that i am nothing new
my words might not seem much to you
but brother how we must atone
before we turn to stone
- Ingrid Michaelson, Turn to Stone
It's officially no longer my birthday since it's now past midnight. It didn't really feel all that birthday-ish anyway. Weird year. Weird month. Weird birthday. I didn't even have any birthday cake. I guess some years a late night cup of gingerbread tea has to suffice. Here's hoping my thirty-third year will be a little smoother and less hilly than my thirty-second. The highs were wonderful but I don't think I want to suffer through those kinds of lows again. Thankfully, there's nowhere to go but up from here. And I intend to climb rapidly and not look back.
Musically Challenged: Ingrid Michaelson - Turn to Stone