Birthdays. Such special days. Waking up in the morning knowing you’re another year older. Yet your physical appearance still stays the same. No significant changes…unless you count your confidence. The feeling of being another year older. Many of us wish we could stay forever young, you know, as they say, “young and alive”. Wishful thinking right there.

However, we can’t help but wish. When we blow out the candles on our birthday cake, they tell us, “Don’t say it out loud otherwise it won’t come true.” For 20 years, I’ve been wishing, still believing it might come true. Wishful thinking right there.

I feel like time is flying by, and the clock is not stopping for a second for me to breathe. Why does it go so fast? Is it too much to ask for it just to take a break? So on this day, I eat my rusks and drink my tea, listening to my friends’ and family’s voice notes wishing me a happy birthday. They know full well that I’m spending my day in solitude. I’m just waiting for my bank notification that says you have money in. Wishful thinking right there.

It might sound superficial, but at 20, all I need is money. I just want to buy myself a cake. Another year has gone by and it feels like I’ve been here before. I’m a Christian and I believe when I die I am going to heaven. But, here I am wishing that in my next life things will be different. Do you believe in reincarnation? I would like to.

So, I have spilled the tea (it sounds sad but I’m OK). I’m still here for the long run. Happy 20th birthday to myself and happy birthday to those born on the 6th of September. It’s really a special day. Just remember that being a spring baby is a gift. I look forward to reading this again in the future.

Another year has come. Another year will come.


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