Monday, 5 December 2011

Birthday Girl


Red Velvet 1

For the past 4 years I have celebrated my birthday in some form with close friends. However this year, purely by chance (I had originally planned a dinner for the occasion), I am celebrating my birthday alone; I am unsure if celebrating is the correct word though. Back in my early teens, for reasons still unbeknownst to me, I was obsessed with counting down days to certain events and as I became older, that obsession phased out and I became overwhelmed with the actual idea that I was getting older. Now after reaching the milestone of the big ol' two zero, I have come to terms with the idea of aging. It becomes so hard to clearly identify when I have 'grown up' or what has changed within me but now sitting at my office desk, reflecting and undergoing introspection I do believe that I have changed over the past year. I must admit, I am still the mumbling, indecisive fool who stumbles over words as her brain moves faster than her words can come out, and yet I am more at peace with myself. If growing up means being comfortable in your own skin, then if I could go back and tell my younger self that 'yes, things do become better', I would. Although I am fairly confident that my younger self would not take that advice seriously.

At 11.52pm the night before, I received a missed call and an early 'happy birthday' text from an unknown number. Originally I thought it was someone who I used to know but that idea made no sense and eventually I had convinced myself that I had acquired a stalker who not only knew my birthday (it is not on Facebook) but also knew my mobile number. Turns out that it was a friend who had recently changed her number.

Red Velvet 2

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