Details of no consequence

I recently turned 50. For some reason, my brain thinks this is a big deal. Maybe it’s because I never anticipated living past 32 when I was younger. Either way, my brain seems to think that I have passed into “being old”, which is ironic, since, it also wants to believe I’m still close to my eatly 20’s.

Welcome to the beginning

Today was an odd day.
Aside from finally agreeing with my brain that we are depressed, I had good news that lifted the day and made it a bit brighter. Then, Facebook decided to ban me for 24 hours because I called someone a potato.  I guess today is what you call a mixed bag of goods.
*looks around for a khajit*