Thursday, 17 August 2006

Another Day, Another Year Older

And yet I don't feel any different. I was born in the year of the snake, the day the papers announced to the world that the King was dead. Now 29 years later I can't say I feel any older. I'm a weird person, I've always felt quite mature in my head but outwardly I look young for my age. So for some reason that leaves me in some sort of odd limbo, I don't feel like I'm getting older. It's just another day to me.
I've never been one of those people who are anti-birthdays, I'd much rather have another day than not. This whole idea 'oooh i'm getting older and I don't like it' doesn't make sense to me. If you are not older its hard luck for you, you are dead. Frankly I want many more days to experience as many things as I can. I've got a life to live and worrying about when it might end just isn't part of that.
I'm not much for celebrating birthdays either. I don't see what makes the day so special. More special than any other I mean. Every day we are here is a chance for new experiences, its a chance to live. We don't get many chances at it.

5 comments:

JaG said...

Happy, just another day, birthady to you.

Scotsman said...

Thanks!

JaG said...

Hmm, spelling mistake...
That just proves I could not be a real librarian.

Scotsman said...

Librarians can't be lazy and dyslexic?
It could just be that you were confused after getting your tablet induced hunger pains.

J.a.G. said...

Yes, that's it!
Mmm, tablet.