Birthday Blues and Such
And so I turn 23 in a little bit: an hour if you're going by the date, 14 hours if you're going by the actual time of my birth. Honestly, I'm a bit depressed. I guess it's because 23 is the real difference between childhood and adulthood, in my mind. I mean, I'm no longer a college student. I'm really going off on my own now. And I'm excited about that; I truly am. But this birthday... Maybe it's because I won't be spending it with friends or walking around Saratoga in the sunlight. Dunno. It just doesn't feel all that great. On the other hand, Celeste and Alex took me out to lunch in honor of my birthday today, and it was fantastic. We sat out on Park Ave, eating and watching the people going by. Then we went to Ben & Jerry's, where they gave me my gift: a kite! Such a simple perfect gift for me. I'm gonna love it on Cape Cod. The Passover sedar is tomorrow night. I love Passover the best of all the holidays I celebrate. You'd think with family and good food, I'd be really happy for my birthday this year. But somehow, I'm just not.