Sunday, June 13, 2010
I got a year of my life back today. Well, 6 months anyway. I woke up and realised that since I was born in 1972, I am not in fact 39. I’m 38! It may not seem like much, but to me, there is a big difference between 39 and 38. I don’t even know how it started. You’d think I’d remember a thing like that. It has happened before. A few years ago I told someone I was 35 when I was in fact 33. But that mistake only lasted for a few moments rather than for several months.