Friday, December 14, 2012

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

25

Today is my birthday.

In fact, just about an hour ago.

I turn 25 this year - a year older, a little bit wiser, and also slightly bitter.

Older by age, never by heart. Wiser with experience, but not by time. And bitter.. bitter because another birthday means another year has gone by, and that means the clock is still ticking.. not at all compromising.

What has happened in the span of a year?

A lot.

Too many things, that I feel like I've actually lived two.

I decided few weeks ago that I prefer 24 to 25. But last year I preferred 23 to 24. Will I be faced with this crucial biasness every year? Maybe.

They say age is just a number. But it is a number that haunts, and scar people. A number that hallmarks people's lives. It is a sign of living, and how life is lived.

So for now I beg, let me make enemies with being 25 first, before I turn 26 next year.. And then I'm sure I will like being 25 by then.

And oh, happy birthday to me.