I am now 35.⠀
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and I had a whole enchilada of reflection semi-penned, but the truth is that this moment and that cake with my friends and the sunny, sexy, salubrious weekend it capped off with my love were as close to perfection as I could hope for, and when the universe or a delectable gluten-free concoction decides to shine its light on you, you soak that shit up and tuck it somewhere in your soul so that you might revisit it when you need a jolt of gratitude, or a little mercy.