D-pressed

I'm depressed today. I turn 37 in April. That kinda sucks. It used to be that I'd look forward to the new year, but now, they get just a smidgen grimmer for me, in a way. Despair has kind of crept into my bones, irritatingly enough. My 20s are so remote from me, and my 30s are nearly over, and I feel like I've barely noticed them (part of that is because 2002 and 2005 were newborn baby years, which are basically lost years, in terms of time and awareness).

Today is my older boy's fifth birthday. I'm kinda amazed at that. He's growing up so fast. Time just sprints by.

It's hard to stay young at heart when you're not young anymore!