I wonder, will I feel any different later when I’m 38 years old?
Nah, let’s just update my life.
I have moved in a new place.
So far, it’s fine. The kitchen is closer, the bathroom has
hot water, the room is fine.
Well, I lost my key already, so…
Ah, I also got a lift from my friend to work every day. It’s
really convenient.
I also just had my birthday earlier this week.
Surprisingly, a bunch of people sent their regards in the
form of food or drinks to me. I was just swamped with the amounts of food this
week. So, what a full one!
I haven’t bought any present for myself. I also am looking
for ideas what kind of presents I want to ask from my family. So far I got one
present in the form of stuff.
This year is just abundant.
I wasn’t as crazy as I thought. Earlier this month, I was
showing symptoms of last year, which quiet scared the hell out of me.
Thankfully, it subsided.
Now, what’s left is just usual melancholy and weird urge to
play “we don’t talk anymore” over and over again.
It’s okay, tho. I just really like the song even without
this certain birthday. I think it’s a perfect narrative to my idea of roman so
far.
Yes, I do aim for unfloweriness with a pinch of bleakness
and heart wrenching moments.
Now, if only I find a way t just write that.
Anyway, this is my quick update. Hopefully I will meet you
guys with more important or at7 least eloquent posts later.
Prost!
