I'm old.

I think my birthday last year was one of the lowest points in my life.

This year, I can't think of a single thing to complain about. Finally, a birthday where I don't feel disappointed about where another year's passing has left me. Or where I've left myself, after another year.

Still doesn't mean I want anyone in my face about it. There better not be any cake and/or singing at work.

I'm always at a bit of a loss for what to do on my birthday. I prefer to spend them mostly on my own, since I really don't care for the cheesy, fake attention. But this year, I don't even have to think about it. I'll spend it doing my very first load of six classes (did I forget to mention I've been offered and accepted an after school program?). Well, that suits me just fine kiddies. Can't think of better idea, to be honest, than to spend my birthday with my fantastic students.

Last year, all I wanted to do was lay in bed and try not to think about all the things I'd lost, fallen behind on, all the progress that absolutely had not been made. This year I'm again struck by the difference a year can make, but in the right direction, this time.


MikejGrey said...

Morrisey has a new song titled, "It's not your birthday anymore."

It's not your birthday anymore
there's no need to be kind to you
and the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
did you really think we meant
all those syrupy, sentimental things
that we said?

God bless that awful, gay, man.

cherry garcia said...

yay! birthdays.

if you were here i would have baked you cupcakes. since you're not, i owe you one...and some fuzzy's.

i hope you're back in august, kid.

anyway, enjoy. one day i really will throw confetti at you.

mwah x

vai said...

Happy Birthday Darling. HBD .. sounds like something contagious lol. anyway - you know what i mean :*