The First Few Minutes

As midnight dawned and passed as I walked home slowly, my mind flitted from one thought to another that the past week or two has been filled with. These first few minutes of being 19 Years and 1 Day old have been peaceful ones, as I take stock of what has happened in this month, and particularly on my birthday that just passed. Friends, music, food, chat, laughs - human contact that is perhaps the most precious of all things in this existence and experience. As my month of April draws to a close yet again, and I move on in this grown-up number by which I now identify myself, may the days, weeks and months ahead be extrapolations of this, especially in this interim in life which I've been dealt.