May 3, 2004
What's it like being a year older, same as it is being a day older... With our lives so complicated at this age, there is no real time to really think about it. I've felt like I've been thirty something for the last few years already that the leap into the post quarter century mark doesn't really put much of a blemish on things. Ask me if I feel older, sure... but every day that passes seems to feel this way...
So then I've decided to keep it discrete this year because these birthday things always seem to be a big disappointment... at least now-a-days. You put so much effort into thinking that people care, but it just seems like more of a reason for people to just get together... I'd rather people come out to just hang, rather than to have the procedural "show me face" type attitudes. Bitter baby aren't I. So my discretion has kept me sane through yet another lonely passing day... treating it as just another... I'm sure they care... It just me who's losing my mind.
But I must say, as each phone call and e-mail comes my way with well wishes, the smile on my face does grow a little larger each time... Hmmm this year wasn't so bad...