Anti-buzz kill (a birthday).

Remember when you were a kid and you’d be really excited to see someone, like a cousin or best friend or some buddy from school you hadn’t seen in a long while? Like the opposite of totally dreading to see someone, or getting cornered into conversation with a boor-ish person? And the anticipation of seeing someone after a significant absence and knowing - or hoping - to dive right back into things for a short while and it’s delicious and makes you almost giddy?

Or maybe just plain giddy?

Sometimes maybe it’s not just kids who get that feeling.

Happy birthday, Rach. Miss ya. Fill up the world around you now with everything good you got. You got a lot of it.