The tarot lady said this is how you move energy around

I am 32 today, and I have never much believed in birthdays, and my best birthdays have always been the ones with the least expectations, where nothing is really forced, and I just spend time with people who like me.

I'm working on untangling a knot. I have no idea how this knot got so fucked up, but here it is, the most ridiculous knot I've ever seen. It reminds me very much of that scene in Maniac Magee where he's working slowly at that un-solvable knot that's covered in freezer burn or whatever.

Obvious metaphor: it occurs to me that because of the nature of knots and fabrics there must be some repeatable pattern that would successfully untangle this knot.

I’ve been trying to find these repeatable patterns in my life. It’s tricky because unlike a shoelace or a pair of fishnet stockings the fabric of life-knots can change very suddenly. One night you get high and by the time you wake up the next morning the context of your entire life is different. The knot is now silk. And you’re looking at it upside down. And you’re not sure where you left off last night. Is it even the same knot?

 Anyway, happy birthday!