twenty six is moderately indulgent and calmly happy

i had a great birthday on the weekend with feasts of many kinds - paulana b. for a carnivorous platter of pork knuckle, chicken, duckling, pork something else, a million types of saussages, the german sauteed cabbage etc. etc. and a bottle of moet and twenty roses elsewhere. and in the morning mingyao and i had a breakfast buffet at the greenhouse at the ritz - we ate everything. plus at rachel's wedding in the noontime we had much food too. plus he holds my hand all the time.

twenty six is a good new haircut with an intelligent length with a goodbye kiss on the cheek from mother on the way out of the salon. twenty six is loving much and much in love with everybody and everything. twenty six is knowing tea does it for me, not coffee. twenty six is being in love with the morning air and pounding nikes on the pavement to radio music - a birthday run capped sunday evening. twenty six is sms(s) from favourite friends. twenty six is a view from somewhere special - physical and metaphorical. twenty six is a blessing of many sorts.