Birthdays
Today I turn thirty, and it seems like one of the ages when you ask yourself what have you done with your life until now. I thought I would organize a crazy party with a Galician carnival theme, but now it's just going to be small potluck. In some ways tomorrow will be the real celebration with a day full of dancing at the Jazz festival. It's hard not to compare yourself to others, and your parents at your age. It always seems they have done something that you would have like to have done and then what about the future. Maybe I would have felt more satisfied if I had made plans earlier and worked towards having a house, a family, and then I would feel more grown-up. In a lot of ways I am fine with where I am. I know the little questions of 'what if' always lurk in my mind or in others and I just want to have fun today. I think twenty-seven is still and will always be a magic number for me. It can be any month of the year, but something about it being the 27th makes it a special day.