As I sit here it Dallas, I reflect on what has happened over the past couple of weeks. The birthday was fun. number 23 is like 22 all over again. I was surrounded by the people I care about the most. It was a fun day and I felt loved by all. Rylan and I decided that birthday wishes are absolute horseshit. Wishes can come at anytime regardless of what day it's made. Sad thing, my so called "birthday wish" didn't last too long before that went the way of Jim Woodlridge's career at K-State. Now, we are in Dallas about to broadcast our last games on KJHK. We never thought we'd be doing these Conference Tournament games on KJ, but it's an incredible way to go out. Sadly, all these wonderful things hapening and it's never enough. We always desire more. We have all these great things happen and late at night as our eyes begin to close, we only wish that we could share it with the one person that actually mattered for once. But, so is life. If it were that easy, we'd be watching ourselves in the movies, riding into the sunset, with the dream already true. Instead, we sleep, hoping we never wake, for we lose ourseleves in the dream and we hold on to it with every breath and every heartbeat, before it inevitably breaks, just as we were always expecting.