a quarter of the century.

I am known on both sides of the ocean for not being able to wake up in the morning. I am sleeping through all the alarm clocks that might be left 5cm from my ear.. I will still ignore them and go on sleeping. When I have to catch a flight at 6am, every time I am considering sleeping at the airport. It happened that I almost missed my train to Brussels because of my sleep.
That what the kind of person I was for the last 25years.

but this night something has changed. I went to sleep at 1am and I woke at 6h30. Fresh and ready for the coming day. I was suspicious at the beginning that my boyfriend made me some stupid joke and changed the hour on every clock in the house but then it hit me...

at 3h00 am officially I became 25years old. It is a quarter of the century.

It is time to behave like a grown up. It is time to wake up in the morning and read a newspaper with a morning coffee. And morning coffee means really "in the morning" and not "the first coffee I drunk after I woke up".

and of course there are still some gifts to open:)
I love having birthdays!