Nov 08, 2002 11:33
So, today I am 40. I'm not sure how I should feel about this. I didn't think I was going to feel any different, but for some reason I feel somewhat depressed, whichis unusual, considering I like birthdays. I never planned on suddenly not celebrating them once I reached a certain age. I think that it's more a function of missing certain people who are no longer here, which I actually started feeling a couple of weeks ago.
I suppose I should post something long and insightful about entering my fourth decade, but I'm at work right now, and to tell the truth, nothing insightful is coming to me and I'm really not in the mood.
God, I'm morose. Suffice to say that my birthday's not a big deal, but it'd be nice if people remembered it. John tells me he has a surprise for me later. Heh, he can't even keep a surprise a surprise.
(Edited: By "people," I was thinking about my family and people I've known forever. I wasn't trying to malign any of you great people on my friends list - you guys are the icing on the cake!)
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