My life is awesome. Because in spite of all the evidence in the Universe that ought to have taught me otherwise, I have found that people are incredible. At least, the ones that I know are.
So, to everyone who went out of their way to make my birthday happy, you’re awesome, and I love you. You know who you are.
PS: 25 feels no different from 24. Not in any way that counts. It’s actually been pretty good so far.