Yup, my birthday lands on Slice of Life Day, so I have to write.


This will be a short one because as I started writing it, it quickly became a huge vent on why my attitude has been in the toilet lately. I don’t want to do that on my birthday, do I?


So, I’m a 15 year old trapped in the body of a 48 year old. My mind says one thing, my body quickly tells my mind, rather rudely I might add, there’s no way that’s going to happen.

Sunday, my wife and I went and saw Avengers: Endgame (yes, if you are an Avengers’ fan, it’s a must see, period). As I looked around the movie theater, so many young people there, but yet, there I was, a Captain American shirt wearing middle aged geek! 🙂 I looked through the hashtag #thankyouAvengers and so many of tweets were “oh a part of my childhood is over”. Seriously? Proms, new drivers, accidents with new drivers, graduations, that’s my Avenger story!


No, not a big fan of getting older, but it is what it is. It’s definitely a melancholy time, this is for sure.

And as for my birthday, we’ll celebrate a little bit.