4am musings

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I know I don't usually do anything special to celebrate... but there's still something shitty about having a birthday fall on a Monday. Yet here we are, coming up on a Monday birthday. That's right, in five short days I'll be another year older. 37. Not a big one, but getting closer. The pessimist in me, of course, has me wondering if anyone will remember. But my phone is usually painfully silent. Except for the grandma call every year. Love that old woman. Even if I have to shout at the phone so she can hear me.

The thing is, I guess I just feel selfish admitting that I want to hear from people on my birthday. I want to feel important enough to be remembered.

I sound melodramatic again.

But is it really a selfish thing? I don't want anything other than to hear from the people in my life, friends I haven't seen in ages, you know?

In the end, I guess it doesn't matter. Not really. I think I was just musing on the subject because I can't sleep. As usual.

I need to stop insomnia blogging.

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libris:
I don't think there's anything selfish about wanting to be remembered on your birthday.  For the past two years no one has remembered my birthday at work, and it's really my fault because I never mention it's coming up.  I can't expect people who have their own lives and families to remember a co-workers birthday.  Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful 37th year, and I'll be sure to text on Monday!  Do something you enjoy this weekend to celebrate you!
wolfwood1203:
@libris Rationally speaking, I understand that it's not selfish. But I still feel selfish for wanting it. And that's something that I still need to work on, learning to be selfish (in a good way).

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