I’ve never really been one for birthdays. Sure they were great as a kid but the older I got, the less interested in them I got.
And now I’m even less interested in them for one main reason – getting older.
Ugh the thought of getting old(er) kinda bugs me for some reason. In 2 months I’m going to be 28! 28!! Not sure why this freaks me out so much, but it does. Maybe because I’ll be closer to 30 or the fact that as I get older, I always reflect hard on my life and think about where I am and I get a little disappointed that my life isn’t at the point I thought it would be.
Anywhoo, no real biggie. So long as I have cake I’ll be happy 🙂