Birthday Countdown

Some things are worse in anticipation than in actuality.  I think my upcoming birthday is going to be like that.  I was a basket case last week but now I'm fine.  Maybe grooving to the dulcet tones of Al Green at Jazz Fest cured me.  Just in case that's true, he's been on my play list--along with Lou Rawls--for the past few days.  Anyway, I am ready to become an official senior citizen.  I even have a laminated copy of my Medicare card tucked in my wallet, ready for any emergency.  Hopefully, there won't be one but at least now I can ride Septa for free.  I plan to keep walking though.