Another Year Older

I turned 38 years old today. I have no idea how old I was in this picture. I mean, I have some good guesses. Less than fifteen and probably older than one day. 

I am not going to lie, this birthday means very little to me. I mean, 38? Nothing really exciting about that one. Just another year. Yep, another year older. One year closer to 40. 

Oh shit. I am getting close to 40. Damn, I feel like it was just a few years ago that I was talking about turning 30. I know that 40 is just a number, but it is still our societies marker for getting old. 

Great, this post just got me depressed. Happy birthday to me!