Monday, February 11

B****day blues

Unnnngggh... Another one. Closer to my breathing stopping forever. Farther from the best days of my life. No more gay abandon of childhood, no more wild zest of youth, no more pampering by mother, no more summer holidays from school. No more 'teens', no more heavy metal all day, no more clandestine band practice, no more table tennis-cricket in the house and no more splashing in gum boots in the rain. No more crying to go to school, no more getting away with mischief by making cute faces.

A lot more of other, promising stuff. But no more of these.

Happy birthday, me.


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