Today is my birthday. I don’t really feel any older, but I do wish I could stay 28 for just another year. 29 scares me a little, so close to 30 and that scares me even more. I’m at my moms place and my family woke me up with breakfast and a song, that is the tradition here. I realized I haven’t had my birthday at home since 2004, right before I moved to San Diego, so that means a lot to my mom. It is nice to be home.