But it'd be nice to think we could get it right down here just once.
Oh, hey! It's my bir--oh. It's a leap year. You know, I do realize that everybody has to wait an extra day for their first birthday after Leap Day, but I feel like it somehow affects me more since it is more immediate. Of course it doesn't really matter to me anymore, now that my birthday means not much to me. But when I was about to turn 4, 8, and 12, you can be sure I felt the extra day!
Now I just wistfully wish I had been born nine hours earlier. I've always wanted to be born on Leap Day, and to have missed it by so little is heart-wrenching. Nine hours! Of course, if I hadn't have been so close, it's not something that I would have "always wanted." I wonder if I would be a different person if today were my sixth birthday instead of tomorrow being my twenty-fourth? I suppose it's fitting that the biggest (and really the only) regret of my life happened before I was born.
Now I just wistfully wish I had been born nine hours earlier. I've always wanted to be born on Leap Day, and to have missed it by so little is heart-wrenching. Nine hours! Of course, if I hadn't have been so close, it's not something that I would have "always wanted." I wonder if I would be a different person if today were my sixth birthday instead of tomorrow being my twenty-fourth? I suppose it's fitting that the biggest (and really the only) regret of my life happened before I was born.