Welcome, from the thawing Midwest.
I wish I were 23.
But these aching bones are two days from 40 (aaaaargh!)
Of course, now that I'm out from under the watchful (prying) eyes of the organization, I get to celebrate my birthday.
For all you just out or just thinking about it, B-days will make you smile (as opposed to any meeting I ever went to.)
Hey, celebrate leaving the WBTS. That's worth celebrating!