Thirty-niners

And so it finally came. the day I turn 39. depressing.
Months before the day, I had already started reflecting on what has my life accumulated to.
  • basic life infrastructures
  • a job that doesn't seem to have ANY off-season
  • a mediocre relationship with my family
  • not much of any holiday that requires a plane tix and listening to foreign languages
  • sporadic meet ups with the very small number of people I can probably call friends

I woke up, Friday, with zero expectation.

The Friday, in which week, I went through the worst emotional typhoon EVER. Messed up my relationship with my bff, fucked up two big job at work and therefore, how could I even expect the tiniest kindness from others on my birthday?




Comments

  1. happy belated birthday..
    despite of everything that happen, hopefully ada tiny bit of things to be cherish after 39 years of life. :)

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  2. Thanks for the kind wish. There are, surely tapi as always i like to be quite hard on myself.

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