And I say yes once more.

Many birthdays find you with the phrase "Here we are again." Sometimes the tone is contemplative, sometimes resentful, but this year it is all together content. Noting the reflection of another year past, a summary of doings and a vast plane of emotional markers. I woke up in the darkness and pushed out into a cold, but wonderous morning of frost and mountain sunrises, beautiful and strong. I enjoyed the company of friends and phone calls from the people I love. And upon arriving home, Alfred and I took a ride into the turning light, to bring full circle the meaning of the day. I am thankful, and happy.