40
A dark and glimmery evening. Christmas lights and Wintery air. Music, whispering from the stereo; illumination: low. I'm plugged into my phone and typing. Ready to go out to eat with Kelli.
Feeling pretty good.
I have uploaded a major re-design of The Allurium (trying to shake the dust off on my birthday). The site now runs on the MovableType program (with some extra stuff from me). It's not fully fine-tuned yet but should be, more or less, functional. Let me know what you think, if the spirit moves you.
I'm glad it is the weekend. Glad I'm 40 (what can I say; I'm pleased to be still kicking around this place).
It is very quiet here. Except for the music. The time feels disconnected. I'm drinking ice water. Wearing blue and black.
Thinking of red wine.
The ocean.
And the silky tide of hours.
Twelve doubled, and forty. Cool.