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Well, my birthday has come and gone. The day itself was pleasant, if somewhat lackluster. Dinner with folks, good wishes from friends (even if a couple didn't seem to remember off-hand), and even the singing of "Happy Birthday" by coworkers courtesy of a call my dad made. Grr. Gotta get him for that someday. All-in-all, it was an above average day, better than I expected, and more enjoyable than any birthday in recent memory.

I say "30 feels a lot like 29," but there really is more to it than that. 30 does feel older than, say, 20. I feel physically older - I certainly don't go hopping over low, partial walls like I once did. I feel older in spirit as well, being vastly more jaded and less idealistic. In those years, I've seen a lot of things happen ... and I've seen a lot of things not happen. I look back on the last decade and, based on the changes in my nature and perceptions, I'm fairly certain I'd rather not get any older.

Maybe that's what has me feeling a bit down today. Maybe it's just a matter of weariness as I'm certainly finding I feel less-rested on my weeks of working days (which could be as simple as not getting to sleep in at a whim). Maybe it's something else entirely.