I usually end up at best slightly anxious or mellow sad or at worst seething in rage in anger on my birthdays for one reason or another. Something is always happening or looming overhead and I think over time I've grown more easily perturbable. Yesterday, however (aside from missing the whole thing in Maine), was entirely pleasant and pretty super
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*hug*
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