My 40th birthday is approaching quickly. I do not know why I have such anxiety about it or why I'm so depressed at the prospect, but it is happening whether I like it or not.
Maybe it's all the life changes lately. Or perhaps it was the ominous birthday candles I saw on display at the Dairy Queen last month.
There were only two of them. It's like they knew I was there. A Four and a Zero. They were waiting there. Watching. Hanging there mocking me as I ordered my ice cream. Waiting for the right moment to squash my ice cream high. So colorful and happy but so very rude with their forthrightness and ill intention. I stood there entrapped in their truth snare for a moment and then I retaliated.
I secretly cast a curse and wished for them to spontaneously combust and mournfully melt away from existence for such an evil deed.
Didn't happen. But you can't fault me for trying ;)
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