they say tomorrow's your birthday, we're gonna have a good time.

but we're celebrating today, and i am impatient.


here is something i have learned over my very short life thusfar -
the world is a mean and cruel place. people are ugly and usually sad. life is pretty hard.
but sometimes, if you're very, very lucky, right when you're about to give up on the whole thing, you can meet someone kind, and unnervingly intelligent, and unnecessarily funny, beautiful inside and out, and strong in the way you'd like to imagine all of our mothers, sisters, and daughters are. someone like becky.
she understands fully the nature of this world and chooses, quietly, to fight it the only way she knows how - she loves from her knees.
and, indeed, in case you didn't know, she's right - that's the only way to fight it.
so if you get a chance in the next few days, if you could do me a solid, and raise your glass for becky's birthday - whether you know her or not.
toast for her ('cause in a way, you'll be toasting for me, too).