Well, here goes. I turned 30 this morning, supposedly at around 9 am. I spent the morning cleaning my apartment, and then tutoring a student before meeting Tammi at Terramall at noon. She and Johnny made me a wonderful birthday lunch, and Spoon Chocolate Cake is a perfect birthday cake. It was a great day.
Why is any of this important? It's not, not in the great scheme of things. But how many little things do we miss when we don't think about them, don't notice them at all? What won't we remember in the future, if we don't take note? What, if I'm blessed to be ninety or one hundred, will I remember about my second year in Costa Rica?
I'm setting out a goal for myself: to blog every day for the next year. I miss writing. I want to develop more and better self-discipline. Hence the blog and the goal. It's probably been done before. It's not likely to change the world. But I haven't been thirty before, and I haven't taken notice before.
Let's go. Vamos!
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