Another year, another wrinkle. That’s right, folks, it’s my birthday again and I can hardly believe how fast time is flying by. I feel like just yesterday I was blowing out the candles on my last birthday cake and yet here we are, a whole year later.
I mean, what happened to the days when birthdays were just an excuse to eat cake and play with toys? Now they’re just a reminder that I’m getting older and closer to retirement. Or worse, death. But let’s not think about that right now.
I remember when I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to grow up. I wanted to be able to do all the cool things that adults could do like stay up late playing games and watching TV, drive a car, eat what I want and buy lottery tickets (well, maybe not that last one). But now that I’m here, I realize that being an adult is just a bunch of responsibilities and moderation. Where’s the fun in that?
I also can’t help but notice that all of my friends seem to be getting married and having kids. It’s like everyone is leaving me behind in the race of life. I mean, where’s my spouse and kids? Oh wait, I’m not ready for that yet.
But, all jokes aside, I’m grateful for another year of life. I’ve had the opportunity to do so many things and meet so many wonderful people. And who knows what the next year will bring. Maybe I’ll finally win the lottery, or maybe I’ll finally get that dog I’ve always wanted. But for now, I’m just going to enjoy my imaginary cake, and try not to think about how much closer I am to getting a senior citizen discount.
Seriously though, if I put a candle for each year on my cake it would be a legitimate fire hazard at this point!