Birthday is when a 5 Y.O turned to 6.
To finally reaching out a quarter, that is not birthday, that is actually a point of return. Take a seat, look way behind and what’s in front..have you done enough? for your family, friend, and country?but the most important is, for you! Have you done it?
Tiny bit of our self want to just pretend there’s no birthday..I know I am..
This year I can’t say “it is the worst year”, but it is also definitely not my best either. Not that I don’t thank God for (still) giving me the chance to keep breathing, oh I’m grateful for that. I prefer to keep it hush hush.
I just think this isn’t a right time for me to go and celebrate, because I don’t have anything to celebrate other than getting old.
Right now I have mixed feelings. I have no idea how am I suppose to react and response…
Sad, lonely, lost, grateful, frightened, just pretty much everything..
If a psychic painter (the one who can “see” people’s aura and character) painted me..she/he will probably painted me as a tumbleweed in a dessert.. Dry, tangled, sweeps around with no directions..ya..that’s me..
