My sister didn’t do anything for her birthday today and I suppose that’s fairly regular for someone over 60. Birthday seem to be less significant but I still feel like they aren’t insignificant. I like to do something on my birthday. I also use it to reflect on the year that has gone by. Like a preamble to my January 1st obsessiveness on not having succeeded in any of my life goals yet again.

But I feel like I’m currently in a period of mini successes. Like rapid fire point form successes that don’t add up to anything significant but make you feel better each day than in the prior months when I wasn’t having the same feelings.

My YouTube channel is growing and I get just about the right amount of fan messages. Not yet overwhelming but satisfying.

Now all I worry about is how fast that will all vanish when people make the connection between my meth use blog and my other plane online persona. The two don’t mix well for the most part.

But that’s another problem for tomorrow.