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A Birthday in Japan-

In the midst of a nail-biting dream, in which I leapt from the exploding helicopter, the antagonist caught me in the free fall and began to choke me... and it all suddenly felt very real. A little too real. I began to panic. I couldn't breathe. Turns out, I was actually choking on my own phlegm. As I came back to consciousness I remembered that I was still in the middle of the this week long battle with bronchitis. It is a yearly affliction, one that I inherited from my father, along with other genetic fallacies and thought patterns, but most importantly, my strikingly alarming rugged looks.

I sat up in my bed, and something was different this time from all the 30 earlier birthdays- my fiance was standing in the kitchen cooking me oatmeal. (Yes, oatmeal makes me happy.) Had I not already had a lump (of mucus) in my throat, I would have gotten another one, as I was just full of gratitude. A beautiful woman, who loves me, despite my sickly state, sacrificing so much of her life, her goals and ambitions, just to be here with me in Japan.

It has been a good season. I love Kyoto. I love playing with good people. I love being paid time and being treated like a professional from the front office and staff. I love working people who are true to their word. And once again, for the first time in a long time, I love playing basketball.
I couldn't ask for anything more... Well, the only thing missing, is my dog. But he knows I love him and miss him every day.

Without a doubt: Best Birthday Ever.