OLD SO OLD.

I've been overcome lately with a sense of... horror. That's the only way I can put it, time keeps speeding up and I keep getting older and time keeps on speeding up. Ugh. I dunno. One spends years wondering what they want to be when they grow up, the suddenly one realises one actually grew up years ago and it's about time one sorted out one's shit. So yeah anyway,

It was my birthday on the 4th ^___^ the day was unfortunately fairly blah but the evening was quite lovely. Mr Owl took me out for tea at a nice pizza restaurant we like. The place always smells wonderful, like wood smoke. We sat in a candlelit, covered outdoor courtyard in the rain beside a warm fire. It was terribly romantic. The food was yummy as always.

After that we went to a cocktail bar because I fancied a birthday Mojito. The chap spent a long time making it, so I expected one of the greatest Mojitos in all Mojito history. The result was pretty good, here's a fuzzy phone picture:

After that we just went for a long walk through the night. So my birthday evening was thoroughly pleasant, and tomorrow evening I'm having a small party, hopefully I'll remember to take photos for once. In order to cling to my ever dwindling youth, I've made it a 90s themed party. I've spent today creating the best best best playlist ever, all the best and most heinous classics of the 90s. I do look forward to inflicting it on all my friends. 

'Til then! x