Written at 11pm on 11/26
The day was okay. They never are like to think they should be - these birthdays. I almost said they can never live up to the ones you have when you are young and have parties with presents and activities and gift bags and sleepovers. But it isnt really about any of those things, I suppose. What you- no-what I miss is that general all encompassing feeling the day would have. Today I woke up and say next to my sister in bed and we just played on our phones. Then she left at 2 for work. Nothing about those morning hours could have indicated it was a day of celebration.
I went to lunch with Lou which was undoubtedly the most "birthday" feeling thing because Lou s a walking-talking gift giving fiend and even though she didn't give me anything on this occasion other than a really tasty, non-veggie friendly (pretty sure there was lard in the beans) meal, she always thinks of others and gives things throughout the year. This is also the third meal in a row she has paid for which totally break me friend code of alternating "treating". She also gave me the treat of revealing she had progressed in her first relationship in a way deserving of birth control, and for a girl normally fairly reserved about talk of an intimate nature, she was remarkably open and honest. Even if I remain an eternal virgin, with little worry, it is nice to know others who use to be in the same way have found someone who they are comforable enogh to progress to that level with.
This day kind of can get to me like that - as another day , another year, in the same emotional/sexual state. That can seem depressing when viewed on a yearly basis with the years adding up to my eventual demise, but there are more important things to life than getting laid. Surely.
The day was okay. They never are like to think they should be - these birthdays. I almost said they can never live up to the ones you have when you are young and have parties with presents and activities and gift bags and sleepovers. But it isnt really about any of those things, I suppose. What you- no-what I miss is that general all encompassing feeling the day would have. Today I woke up and say next to my sister in bed and we just played on our phones. Then she left at 2 for work. Nothing about those morning hours could have indicated it was a day of celebration.
I went to lunch with Lou which was undoubtedly the most "birthday" feeling thing because Lou s a walking-talking gift giving fiend and even though she didn't give me anything on this occasion other than a really tasty, non-veggie friendly (pretty sure there was lard in the beans) meal, she always thinks of others and gives things throughout the year. This is also the third meal in a row she has paid for which totally break me friend code of alternating "treating". She also gave me the treat of revealing she had progressed in her first relationship in a way deserving of birth control, and for a girl normally fairly reserved about talk of an intimate nature, she was remarkably open and honest. Even if I remain an eternal virgin, with little worry, it is nice to know others who use to be in the same way have found someone who they are comforable enogh to progress to that level with.
This day kind of can get to me like that - as another day , another year, in the same emotional/sexual state. That can seem depressing when viewed on a yearly basis with the years adding up to my eventual demise, but there are more important things to life than getting laid. Surely.
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