Happy birthday to us
Me and my little brother
Originally uploaded by dynamist.
My brother was born three years after I was, but we share a birthday. Today he turns 27 and I turn 30. (People always ask us if we’re twins. One hell of a labor that’d have been.)
We’re having a sort of slumber party here, with Adriana asleep in the guest room, and my brother, his girlfriend and I all camping out in the living room. (I’d explain why I’m not sleeping in my bedroom, but it’s even more tedious and boring than everything else I blog about here.)
This morning, I had no idea that I’d get to see my brother on our birthday. It’s the first time we’ve celebrated it together for at least ten years, probably more. If my thirties hold more pleasant surprises like this one, I’ll be happy.
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