Out of the blue I got the news that I turned 40 this year. At the beginning I was worry... but when the date came close I realiza that is great to have my age and know what I know, look how I look... I got more and more excites, I made a super fun party with my friends and I can proudly say I'm 40 and fabulous!
My number is 29. I got married on the 29th and funnily enough both the houses we bought since then have had the number 29. Totally different towns and streets, same number. And I only noticed after we had already bought house number 2!
My number : my age. Not realy original. Not easy to translate the journaling : "Fucking 38 years. Soon 39. Soon 40 . . . Come on, I vowed to accept. I just have to find how to think about it. . . ."