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Twenty Eight
And you sat there. The cliff overlooking a sea of could-be’s and would-be’s, and you ponder in bewilderment the scarcity of the choices you are confronted with. Kuhn would call this a paradigm shift, something revolutionary should be in sight. But what is soul rattling to you is the improbability of narrowing it down to two. It is either this or that. I guess it is fair to say that your year has been characterized by this tedious and relentless filtering. You were constantly (and perhaps unconsciously) seeking out the unnecessaries and ruthlessly tossing them away, which on hindsight, could have been an instinctive response to your innate need to unclutter. But are you happier now than you were one year ago? Perhaps some parts of you are, and I’m not saying this is bad. Actually I don’t have anything profoundly smashing to say to you, and even if I do, you’d just laugh it off, won’t you? You are inquisitive, strong, beautiful, obstinate and unsettlingly but unapologetically unconventional. Now that is a killer combo for doing something extraordinary in the world. And here comes the million dollar question – what are you waiting for? You’re damn right I’m demanding, but I figure you could use a little pushing here and there. Oh and while I’m at it, watch your spending and remember you are what you eat. But don’t forget to live. You’re at your best when you have goals which are just slightly out of reach. It drives you mad but you’re also at your best when you’re mad. Your family and your friends are your rock – learn to lean on them. Use your brain but listen to your heart, celebrate simplicity but beware of mediocrity, embrace affinity but avoid hypocrisy, be ambitious but remember your roots, live with him but not for him. And always, always remember this – it’s harder to be kind than clever. Cleverness is a gift, kindness is a choice. Revive your hunger and your chutzpah, it is such a quintessential part of you. Knock on doors, push on windows, explore the unknown, chase the storm, leave a trail and tell a tale. And for everything else, there’s music. Now go play.
Happy birthday. 