is my birthday.
It is also the Feast of Venus, an ancient festival celebrated in the time of and before the Roman emperors.
Things look different on the other side of 35, and are tougher and are easier. I'm looking forward to the rest.
Much love to you all.
In other news, I will have a long poem published soon. A piece on Mark Antony, on how difficult it is for men to live within failure. I'll post here when they're ready. If you want one, let me know. They'll be cheap. Poetry should be accessible.