Not only is my birthday the oh-so-inconsequential 37th, meaning I don't have to lock horns with death-anxiety, but it is also fantastically sunny in London, I have the day off, and I've just set free an extremely noisy track via my Soundcloud page. It's mixed a bit too loud actually. I'm also revelling in the afterglow of a banana cake, looking forward to going to the game tonight (Palace v Cardiff), and sitting here knowing that Rach and Leo love me.
And further to that - I've got a bit of the caterpillar cake I got at work to finish off; and come tonight, if Paddy McCarthy scores first and we win 3-2, I'll win two grand.
There is so much rich joy in the now right now. Time for a beer.
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