Beyond the KINGS decaversary, coming up on my 31st birthday. I made it through the milestone alright (preparing by telling everyone I was 30 for most of the time when I was 29) but this feels like either crossing a real threshold, or no big deal, I can't tell yet.
Meanwhile, I've migrated my aesthetic to Miss-Haversham-chic, so I don't need to worry about whether my hair is appropriate for my age. Zoe called this my "fancy updo" on vacation, I'll always remember that week of feeling like I'm getting ready for the prom when I'm just trying to get my hair off my inevitably-sweaty neck. Love you Captain, always taking it to a magical place.
Regardless, dead kings rise, they live forever and never.
it is 10:39 p.m.
this is the seance.
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