This was the first year in my entire life that I did not get a birthday cake. It was somewhat depressing. Also, I talked to my mother like 3 times on my birthday before she remembered it. That, too, was depressing. But she made up for it by taking me out to dinner for my birthday.
I also went out the following Friday with some friends to celebrae the occasion. They took me to Shogun, a Japanese restaurant. It was fun. They put a Geisha wig on me and took my picture. I had a lot of fun.
Hmm, not too much else has been happening around here. I suppose that shall be it for now.
as the sun streams in the window
i see the pictures
yellowed and faded
they draw me in
i stare until they become blurred
a cloud hides the sun
the images clear
i see her
smiling at me from the grave
the sun filters in the window again
i blink away the sight
knowing i am loved still