So here we are again.
You don’t feel tired, do you, come by every damn year?
It’s the thirty something times now – well it’s over thirty times – nobody counts anymore! But well, thank you for coming. It means I am alive. It means, I have chance.
I actually had not planned how I want to spend the day. But I know I want to do a lot of things! I want to cut my hair, I want to go to an exhibition, I want to have a cake, I want this, and I want that. I want to buy a present for my self. I want to have a massage. I want to do this and I want to do that.
You see how many I – there on that sentence alone?
At the end, I ended up having a cake. At the end, I did not really have the present full for my self. At the end, I ended up donating, and decided, that I can also try to appreciate every day as if it is my birthday. Because weather can be nice everyday, cake can taste lovely everyday, and doing something good can also be done everyday. And unlike birthday that ends when the clock got to a certain tick, day after day after all is a chance. And a chance is a luxury to have.