Mmmmm, birthday coffee

Today I love that it's my fifty-ninth birthday. I love the reactions I get when I say, "Suddenly, in his sixtieth year, Kelly J. Babcock made a coffee." I love that I've made it this far when I was sure as a teenager that I would not make it past twenty-one and with good reason. I love that my recklessness did not end me. I love that...
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