How To Disappear Completely

This could be the very moment, I'm aware I'm alive...

This could be the very minute
I'm aware I'm alive
All these places feel like home

With a name I'd never chosen
I can make my first steps
As a child of 25.

~"Chocolate," Final Straw, Snow Patrol

Hm. This "poem" is much better sung as a Snow Patrol song.
It is even better when sung by Snow Patrol as a Snow Patrol song.

And my Uncle Carl is the best birthday card writer (I think it's a spiritual gift). He sent me a card that said on the front: "Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal" (Thomas Moore) [and in U.C.'s handwriting: "None the less, Happy Birthday!"]

On the inside: Just a note to let you know we still support our expatriates on their birthdays and funerals where one card covers them all! Can't be too efficient, eh? Hope all continues well and that you finish whatever you're doing (blog book writing, etc.) in time for the next best adventure ever....perhaps Mexico for some sun! (Gotta agree with you there, Uncle Carl. It's freezing today.)

The inside motto: Praying God's loving presence will surround you with peace and comfort during this difficult time.* [In U.C.'s handwriting: *25 years old--now that's a difficult time! But the prayer is still good...]

And Christa sent me a Hoops and YoYo. Because I find them stupidly hilarious even if others don't. :)

And a special shout-out to Lowen, whose birthday happens tomorrow: Always a day late and a year behind, friend. :)
But here's looking at you, kid.
Wishing you all the best.