June 16th

It's my birthday. Somehow I'm left without any interest in it. Certainly, none of the joy you felt as a youngster is there. Maybe it's because of last year's big one, the 50th, with all its heraldry, was so well celebrated at my place with a party and all my friends. My folks even came down for it! So 51 seems lifeless, almost just like any other day. Certainly anyone orbiting the earth would gaze down at the ocean jeweled sphere and see nothing different. We make the days distinct, creating a different feeling in ourselves for Saturday than we feel for Monday. So today is just another day for me.

June 17th