I look at the number and think of it as I shift my skin into the comfort of my new age...
Many around me, congratulate and wish me the best for yet another year added to my 1st fifth of a century..
I look around and see, my thoughts clearer my mind faster my reasoning better.
Like the past 3 years.. This day where I come of age brings me more sorrow, and grief than joy..
Alas, I live I breathe so I am thankful. My mission has not yet changed, it is more acute than ever before now.
Become self reliant, assist those that assisted me on my journey to the top.
I should be feeling different no?
Well I don't... I don't know why I don't feel different...
I am yet to fall into the reality that with my height and my size I am 2 decades old...
I have lived... I have learned and I'm struggling yet I am not turning back.. The only way I believe in is forward, I know no limitations to progressive positive achievements... I know no bounds.
Happy 20th birthday to myself.
02/02/1995
