My Cardboard Balcony

Okay, so I'm technically writing this past midnight on the 22nd, but that's only because I was out for several hours for my birthday celebration. So, the deets: - I turned thirty years old today. - I got lovely gifts from my parents, in-laws, wife, siblings, and friends. - I got Starbucks with the wifey and enjoyed the weather. - I met up with my brother and a friend, and we played Cards Against Humanity and watched Youtube videos. - We then went to Scandia to play arcade games and miniature golf - my team's name was the Party Dudes. - Afterwards, we made it to Buffalo Wild Wings, and I felt so bad that there was confusion with our reservation, but it all worked out. Good food, good drinks, good company. - Binx was annoyed that we were gone for so long, but hey, we fed him and cuddled with him, so yeah. I don't feel any different, obviously. But I am grateful for seeing so many amazing friends, especially ones I haven't hung out with in a while, in one pla

Early Start by Belinda Roddie I'm thirty years old. Why does my back suddenly hurt?

Let's hold hands when it gets dark enough, and let's kiss under fragrant moonlight; it glows like a white peach and smells like one too. I wrap you carefully in blankets of shadow. They cast a violet tint across your curly hair. You giggle and press into me, and before we both realize it, we are sailing together on a ship of mist across the bay. The Golden Gate is gorgeous this time of night.