Yes, I’m 31 years old today.
When I have a birthday, people always ask me, “So how does it feel to be 31?”
I think it’s kind of a dumb question. I probably feel more different day-to-day than birthday-to-birthday. Know what I mean? Anyway, I’m not really trying to disappoint with my response, but my answer is usually something like, “I feel about the same as I did yesterday.” – whether or not that’s true. What is true is that if I feel different today, it’s almost certainly not because I’m 31 today and I wasn’t yesterday.
Anyway, as far as birthdays go, I see no reason why 31 should be any worse or better than any other, so thanks for wishing me a happy one. I didn’t plan a party, but a buddy bought me tickets to see King Crimson later in the month, and I’m going to go out to a nice dinner tonight with Sally. That will make me feel good, but it doesn’t have very much to do with me turning 31.