Birthdays
I can’t remember my last “happy” one.
It’s coming up and all I can ever think about is how often I had to work, or give up my time to someone else.
I was such a strange kid, my family started out bribing kids with their own gifts to attend, and later just inviting their own friends to a party they would set up, and I’d spend time watching them all chatting or playing softball or something.
I can’t even recall the last time someone said “happy birthday” to me, that wasn’t family, or was coerced into doing so.
Honestly, this year I’d rather work.