so here's what it is.
another year older.
and that should come with all the trappings of wisdom and what nots.
and of creaky joints and strange habits.
yup, that's what another year older means.
in actual fact, it's just any other day.
one that seems to have coincided with the anniversary day of when i was born.
birth, day. day of birth. date of birth. birthday.
i love birthdays. but i'm also 'shy' of birthdays.
i'm embarrassed of being fussed over openly about it in public.
i've been 'shy' of it ever since i can remember.
perfect birthdays for me, are quiet get together with close friends and family.
no big haloo baloo or hoo haas.
presents are bonus. never essential.
anyway, as it's customary to 'do' something on birthdays,
this is my 'do':
thank you to the One above for making me what i am today.
and for bestowing me a loving and supportive family;
and for hooking me up with lovely wonderful friends, near and far.
i love them all.
they have been my everyday presents.
happy birthday to me =)
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