so is it? its unusual to consider a birthday. what is it? why is it useful? relevant? valuable?
should mine mean more than other people’s?
well wow. my birthday means to me – that its been a year. a whole year since the last one. unfortunately we dont have the benefit of every single day being able to recall what was last year on this day and as a fact of that it becomes hard to recall change over time, partially because it it so gradual. but at least – every year, a birthday can be a day when I can say: its been a year. I remember thinking back last year, what about this year. time to think back. in that way they are almost like new-years’s, but a birthday does more than that. Me, I look forward. I want to make the next year better than the past, its not just the past and the one before that, I try not to be situated in the past or the future, but sometimes its good to look, its good to plan.
my birthday means that I should be doing more. I am one step closer to living forever and I need to spend it well. my now-until-forever.
I know that doesnt mean much but it will have to do because I cannot explain what a birthday is to me. next is step two.
I wonder how I treat birthdays of friends. and in truth – you only live once, you only birthday once a year. thats not a suggestion that we should all do things we regret on birthdays, but we should put in a little bit more effort to commemorate someone’s one day a year. or should we? (but thats a question for a different day)
why should it only be a birthday? the hell! every day is a day! every day is an epic day and being short of 150% amazing every single day is not good enough for this era of existence! we should be the best we can be. push HARDER, fight STRONGER, never gonna give you up. because, today only happened once. and once upon a time I dont want to be asking what should have happened yesterday.
until next time… plans are the enemy,
Tags: birthday, fast lane, living, plans are the enemy, today
