This is one day out of three sixty five when I feel obligated to be happy.
The kicker? I am not.
Shouldn’t chirping birds awake me? Accompanied with a glorious sunrise, a picture perfect day and being surrounded by loved ones? Yet I feel more alone than ever. I used to revel in it. The disconnect appealed to me.
As I grow older(sadly), I have surmised that the cliche ‘No man is an island’ is somewhat true. But I have also realized that people are not my boundaries.
I have changed and I hope I reach a point of time in the near future where I learn to be okay with myself. I am certainly closer to that state than I ever was.
Here’s to being slightly weird and anti social! Here’s to still singing 90s songs in the shower! Here’s to being miserable intermittently! Here’s to defining a new normal! Here’s to an updated 15.0.3 version of me! I hope there are many more(versions) to come.
The thing I’m more perturbed about is the apparent lack of chocolates I received today.
Happy Birthday to me!