So it's August, month of Leos

Today is August 1st. Two weeks ago, at a bar, I had a conversation about how terrible it would be when August arrived. With the beginning of our eighth calendar month comes the begining of the end of summer. Ah, glorious summer: period of whimsy, getting actual sleep, overseas adventures, weeknights out, lazy strolls, 7.5 hour work days, spontaneity, leisurely afternoons on the beach, etc.

Well, the good news is it's not so terrible right now. The bad news, well, the bad news is that my days of freedom are very much numbered.

And also coming up is my 28th birthday. Hello late twenties!!! I am stoked...I just found out our office doesn't celebrate birthdays. For the last 8 years, I have never had office sheetcake for my birthday. For that I am immensely grateful. I always managed to be out of town or hiding in some way or another. I would argue that all office birthday parties should be banned (as well as oversize baby strollers, though quite unrelatedly). People should strive to spend their birthdays doing tremendous, uplifting things or going to fabulous domestic and overseas destinations such as Rio de Janeiro, Istanbul, Montreal, or Portland, OR.

Follow my lead and you will find happiness in aging.