Still, this isn't a completely happy day. What gets to me every year is the progress I've made as a fiction writer. It's hitting me especially hard this year. Maybe that's why I've been in such a foul mood the past month or two. You'd think I'd be working harder for success, but I'm still fighting the urge to quit.
Oops...it's my birthday. Keep it positive!
Now that I'm a year older, maybe a nap would help.