It's my birthday, I'm 44. The sunset was even more beautiful than this tonight. Sheryl and I had breakfast at Aldo's at the harbor today, and then spent some time on the beach. We're both getting over being sick. My espresso machine broke again this year like clockwork, but oh well, I'll fix it again. Being sick really makes one appreciate one's health. I'm feeling that "really glad to be alive and well" feeling even though I'm not at 100% yet. Happy birthday to me, it's a beautiful day.
