It's a little after midnight and being that it is now September 2nd, I am officially a year older.
I think I'm finally an adult because for the first time in my life I have no plans, no party, no nothing. My big birthday plans include picking up a used bike, and cleaning my kitchen. I will be eagerly ripping open a box that has been sitting on my desk though. The boy sent me something and I am dying to see what it is.
I guess I'm a little melancholy tonight. I've never spent a birthday alone before. So when I saw this photo The Boy took of me at our friend's place in SF this past spring, I saw it as a moment of indecision and aprehension captured on film. It seemed to fit my mood just now.
Happy Birthday, Me.
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4 comments:
Your photo selection pleases me. I am pleased. By the photo. Selected. Your. Pleaeaase. me the. pho.
Also, Happy Birfday... again. :-)
Happy Birthday! Grown-up birthdays suck. My boy's birthday is in 4 days. I still don't know what to do for him. :\
Very, very, very, very, very, very happy birthday, R.
Pink boots just scream "birthday" don't they?
:-)
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