It is but it feels like it isn't. I'm talking about my birthday. It used to be that every thought, every comment, every occurence on this day is magnified and dissected...by me. Sort of like relishing it to the last bite. Well right now, I'm all blah. Could that be because I'm caught in a backlog here at work (oops! wasn't supposed to reveal that bit!) or that I'm finally growing out of birthdays? 

 

In any case, thank you to those who texted and greeted me including the doctor who took my blood samples. Hehe!