Just wanted to thank you guys for all the great birthday wishes. I’m touched (and not in a bad way).
I spent my birthday writing on the new book, and I realized how lucky I am to have done that, and to be able to do this for a living, because it’s exactly what I wanted to be doing on my birthday. You guys have all made that possible, so again, I thank you.
Now that I’ve reached my very, very late twenties, an age, quite honestly, when most of the males in my family take the big dirt nap, I started looking, as one tends to do on birthdays and New Years, at my life in a sense of where I’ve been and where I’m going, and a very strong voice in my head said this:
I am not tired, I am not bored, I am not burnt out, I am not cynical, and I am definitely, not done.