You know how your birthday rolls around and nothing really exciting happens. You just sit and wait and wait and nothing really memorable occurs even down to the last hour. And it's not cos you're by yourself, or you have no friends or cos you chose to spend it alone. Even though all these situations exist but still. It's just one of those birthdays that nothing has chosen to happen and that's unfortunately how the stars aligned for this particular birthday. Somehow, in some minuscule way, I have to accept that that's okay.
But in arriving to that conclusion I had to do some serious soul-searching as to what went wrong.
I recalled all the birthdays in America. Most of them from my 30's. When I had the freedom to travel, explore and just be and bump into strangers and hold some type of fun friendly intellectual conversation that caused me to get out of my head for at least a little bit. Then, there were no cakes, no pressure to buy any, throw a birthday shindig or some type of celebration for your friends. You were free to be selfish and selfishly spend that day on yourself - shopping, indulging and my personal favorite drinking, then, of course, dinner. I remember telling every bar I visited that it was my birthday and getting something on the house - a shot, a beer, a piece of pie, some dessert. It was wonderful. An all about me day. A 24 hour day dedicated to me about me starring me and produced by me, guest stars and locations may vary. I loved it.
I want to go to there. These Naija birthdays are driving me nuts.
That is my birthday update. Happy Belated Birthday to me.
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