It’s already started, although my birthday is a few days off. There are events planned that extend into the second week of February. This has taken on the proportion of some kind of tribal ritual.
Part of it is the multiple factions I’ve accumulated over the years. They each want to or feel like they should do something.
Another aspect is that this seems to intensify with advancing age. It’s like they feel like they want to do this and enjoy me while I’d still around. Before it’s too late.
Me, too. Any more, it isn’t like I’m celebrating that I was born. I’m just happy to still be around.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment