Jul 232007
I’ve now hung on to this planet for thirty-four revolutions around the sun. I’ll be having a party in a couple weeks to commemorate the occasion with friends, but I’m feeling reflective at the moment. What have I accomplished with my life? What does my future hold?
Hang on, there’s someone at the door.
How strange. A rather attractive woman in a police uniform has just walked in here and told me I’ve been a very bad boy. I’d better figure out exactly what she wants. Thanks to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes.
Coming back from Bretagne in France, I’m glad to regain the opportunity to read The 19th Floor again. I missed it, really. Beautiful landscapes, long walks and excellent food don’t make up for such a precious thing.
No need to ask yourself if you have accomplished something in your life, Marc.
I have the image of you as a good boy who is intelligent and full of humour, someone who can enjoy life, even with SMA.
Happy Birthday, Mark!
You go boy. Well wishes to you.