The party started and ended already. Today felt fine and normal, full of average chores and average events. Mediocre?
What does it look like to be entitled? To demand things even when you have all you need? To invent wants that demand attention? I could invent new things that need to happen on my birthday, or I'll be annoyed and annoying
Naw.
The stars didn't come out today for my birthday, anymore than they already do. I've had an excellent Birthday Week. That's enough.
It's enough that we've spent money for health and healing. It's enough I have cards and calls and texts from friends and family.
It's enough.