§ê¢rꆧ, I have been so totally celebrating your §ê¢rê† self in §ê¢rê† all weekend that frankly, it has just about killed me that I didn't make it here to
honor you as you deserve to be honored until just now. But that's only because I'm old, whereas you are but a child, and have joy beyond imagining waiting to unfurl itself in your path. It'll be like a mad festive extravaganza of
epiphanically soulful transendence. Just you wait.
Seriously. You are going to fucking love getting older. I totally guarantee it. For one thing, it's been a long time coming, but I know, I know, I know
a change is gonna come, yes it will. Because we're kind of
overdue for one, don'tcha think? I certainly do. And I say youth has
the advantage on that score. That's what I say.
So please accept all my best wishes and imprecations that you will enjoy many happy returns of this, that, and every other day, I swear they're no less real for being
so damn late. For which I very much hope you'll forgive me. I'm ashamed of myself. Not that it's been stopping me from celebrating you, I have to admit. But still.
Bestest,
c2w
