I hate birthdays. I don't even celebrate my own.
I've never been sure if it's some subconscious fear if growing old or that I don't want to let a number dictate my life and actions.
An example being that I can remember being a kid and seeing commercials with "old" people wearing sweater vests eating bran flakes. I don't want to be that guy. I woke up the other day and had cookie dough ice cream for breakfast. I'm not going to change who I am because I achieved some milestone in age. Congrats, I survived this long being who I am and now it's time to change that. Nope. Not gonna happen.
It's just another day in my book.
I can't tell you what your mom is into.
Last edited by Paraquat; 05-28-2013 at 10:28 PM.
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