And heres a little something extra for the both of us.
 
Youll hear me say it a million times, its been downhill for me since 18. I dont really look forward to my birthday anymore. I dont smoke, I dont like alcohol, Ive got no real privilege milestones to look forward to anymore. Tomorrow, Ill be 21.
 
A year ago, today, I wouldve told you I loathed my birthday for that reason. But it was tomorrow last year that I discovered that I share it with none other than our own goddess herself.
 
Thats twice shes had my back now. If I can celebrate my heroines special day just the same as mine, then aging might not be so bad, huh?