Per a personal tradition, I'm awake in the wee hours of my birthday to ponder the passage of time. There is no significance to the age I turn this year, not like 18 or 21 or 30, except it's a prime number. I don't hit another one for four years. Enough clues for you?
Everyone I've known or met has shaped my life in part. I try to recognize and encourage the best in whomever I meet, the individuality that can improve the collective good.
Presents? I'd love it if you read my work and told me what you thought, but then I'd love that any day.