I always celebrate my "last day" the day before my birthday. My "last day" of 45 this year. I won 2 chess matches, lost 0. I won 2 pinball games, and lost 3. I caught up with an old friend and celebrated our 10 year friendiversary.
I sang, I planned a trip to do route 66 with an acquaintance I'd like to make a friend. I loved on a 10 week old shibu inu puppy. I taught 5 students, and coached 2 more. I made it home safely.
I wrote in my journal. I tried to read my tarot cards, but I felt off. I brushed out dreadlocks from a good friend's depression hair. I made a new cat friend, I saw two dog friend's and two cat friends outside my house.
I saw a rose gold full moon rise.
I apologized for interrupting and listened as well as I could.
I left my husband to be depressed in bed and tried not to let it bother me.
I did my best. Now I need to nap.
Goodbye 45.
Hello 46!
