Forty-one

Well, I attempt to go through this day with no fanfare, or as little as possible. But today I turn 41.

Arkansas 41
Arkansas 41

Dang. 41 years.

I don’t feel like 41. Not that I know what 41 would really feel like.

But here I am. Starting another trip around the sun.

Me, in my 41-year-old birthday suit.
Me, in my 41-year-old birthday suit.

This will be a good year.

Until next time...
Erik

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