43 and me

An insignificant number. Nothing much has changed in the last 20 years, really. I’m still finding out who the fuck I am and what makes me tick. I’d like to be a better human, the best designer, a better friend, the best dad, the greatest lover. Still dreaming of writing the perfect song. Writing a book for my children. Travel writing. Africa … And then, today, I made my first poached egg. At age 43, this meant a lot to me. Thank you for all the birthday wishes, they mean more to me than you think.