Second Star to the Right
As I get older, I notice how my birthday feels less and less like a birthday and more like just any other day. Do you feel the same way? There used to be something special about my birthday... something exciting and almost palpable. It was something I marked off on a calendar and counted off the weeks then days then hours until it was finally my birthday.
One could say it's special now. Yesterday, my birthday, was very nice. Sam and Nimalee and my family wished me a happy birthday, I went out for ice cream with my dad and brothers, I had a nice dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant, and I got a couple presents. Overall, it was a happy birthday. All of that doesn't happen every day. But I think I miss the magic feeling I used to get as a kid. I remember waking up on my birthday already excited. I used to go to school, feeling very pleased with myself as I brought in cupcakes to class for everyone to share.
I'm not sure what I expect nowadays. It'd probably be weird bringing cupcakes to my morning meeting. The women would pass on it anyway, for fear of gaining weight. I don't really think that's the point, anyway. Birthdays just tend to feel ordinary. It's like how Christmas and Halloween and Easter have lost their magic too. Even though we have big feasts or candy or presents, they just don't feel the same as they used to. Where's the shimmery, glowy, exciting specialness they used to have?
I think I just have issues with growing up. I don't like being an adult. I really miss being a kid.
One could say it's special now. Yesterday, my birthday, was very nice. Sam and Nimalee and my family wished me a happy birthday, I went out for ice cream with my dad and brothers, I had a nice dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant, and I got a couple presents. Overall, it was a happy birthday. All of that doesn't happen every day. But I think I miss the magic feeling I used to get as a kid. I remember waking up on my birthday already excited. I used to go to school, feeling very pleased with myself as I brought in cupcakes to class for everyone to share.
I'm not sure what I expect nowadays. It'd probably be weird bringing cupcakes to my morning meeting. The women would pass on it anyway, for fear of gaining weight. I don't really think that's the point, anyway. Birthdays just tend to feel ordinary. It's like how Christmas and Halloween and Easter have lost their magic too. Even though we have big feasts or candy or presents, they just don't feel the same as they used to. Where's the shimmery, glowy, exciting specialness they used to have?
I think I just have issues with growing up. I don't like being an adult. I really miss being a kid.