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Something beautiful blossoms inside me each year on my birthday. Something free, light, magical. Potential is alive, and the day could last forever if you just found the right words. It is the start of summer. It is the thunderstorm and the quiet of dawn.

I had a wonderful birthday on Saturday. I do not want to be at work today. I have Holy Things to attend to.