Sleepwalking my way through life: And yet no one bought me a calendar



And yet no one bought me a calendar

Here I am, another day late and one year older.

Yesterday, I can say with confidence, was the best birthday every. A quiet morning filled with unwrapped presents, a fun day with laughing friends, and the evening was well... Perfect.

Last year was a year of change, a bitter sweet year that went by too fast to be frank. But I'm glad it's over, things seem better now.

Mum has given me a task, a quest if you will, to help someone. So watch me don my sword and shield as I help not one, but four people. It makes me feel special.

A short post, I had a lot of deep stuff to say but none of it seems to matter. And besides, almost all of it is bullshit anyway.

But there is one thing. Every year someone asks "Do you feel different?"

"No." I always reply with an uninterested voice and a dismissive hand movement.

I do feel different. I feel bigger, older, less... Ickle.
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1 Comments:

At 11:08 pm, Anonymous Marie said...

darlin' no1 could say you're ickle ;)...of course i mean in height :P.
I'm glad you had a nice birthday dear.

 

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