Today is my birthday. Unlike my birthday night couple years ago, tonight I slept soundly, even birthday calls from my friend didn’t distract me. I considered giving my body more time to sleep was my first luxurious birthday gift for myself :P
Then, I spent the morning of my first day of being 21 washing my jeans. Yeah, my friend, washing jeans. But it was still much better than spending you first day of being twenty-something going to your friend’s funeral, right? June 1st last year, I started my 20 with mourning of the loss. Our friend, a very good young man, passed away in the age of 19.
