Twenty One
Another day, another notch on the ol’ belt-buckle of life. Wait, I think I used that analogy last year…
I don’t think I can write anything positive without spiralling downward into the abyss, so I’ll just say: look at these Derpy Cats and be done with it.
Here’s to more maturity, or something. If only maturity measured in age-years was linked to wisdom, then we’d all be in a better place. And yet, here we are…