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My birthday is coming up…and I don’t feel a thing !

Some people get upset with a birthday coming up. It reminds them on their advancing age. Some people are happy when their birthday is coming up. They look forward to being the center of attention and being treated in a special manner.


I am not feeling anything ! I don’t feel bad about becoming older. I am not looking forward to receiving special treatment…although I do get it. No excitement, no depression. Somehow it doesn’t feel any different. It feels like just another day. I don’t feel like taking stock of the past or planning for the future like some people do on their birthday. I wonder why.


I think one ought to feel something about the day they were born on. Why am I not feeling anything ? Its rather strange, isn’t it ?
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