Three years ago today, while camping with my parents I had my first lucid dream.
Two years ago I was vipassana meditating 10 hours a day and hadn't spoken in a week.
Last year I was acid tripping in a wicker dragon with a tiny fairy child, naked singing hallelujah with strangers dripping sauna sweat.
This year I am alone but not lonely across the globe in Nepal.
Summer birthdays are the best.