Saturday, 12-July-2025
I turned 38 this year.
It was a perfect July day – sunny, but not painful, and warm, but not oppressively hot. A few classmates of mine had birthdays close by, so we combined them all into one big shindig; a day in the park, followed by a cookout at my apartment’s grill deck.
It was, simply put, lovely.
Fun, pleasant, fairly relaxed, and a lovely escape from classwork or job hunting. A chance to kick back and enjoy the sun, chat with friends, and just… chill. Just chill.
And hey – it started with a ladybug landing on my hand, so… win, right? Right!




















