I’m not a huge celebrator of birthdays. The first birthday that felt significant for me was my 19th: my last teenage year. That felt like a milestone. Then 21, and after that, those birthdays divisible-by-five: 25, 30, 35, 40. After 40, I switched to divisible-by-10. In truth, I think any excuse for a little joy […]
Mural on chain link, Fulton Street, SF
