I am 25 today. I am listening to Wild Sweet Orange.
I don’t know why I don’t have their album yet. The song Ten Dead Dogs pretty much got me through last year.

In the last year, I got reengaged. I got married. I moved. I started a new job. I took the GRE. I began taking Zoloft.

I’m not sure what to make of all that. Right now, I feel strangely empty but satisfied too.