Birthdays also tend to spark a lot of internal reflection, and lately I haven't been feeling very well. For months after I moved I started feeling sad and crying all the time, but I assumed I was just needing time to adjust and that it would get better. Time went on and I didn't, so I blamed the winter, but now it's spring (sort of) and still the days wear on and I get through them, but nothing more. I can't get passed these empty, lonely feelings, and if I were really to have one gift for my birthday, it would be to start this new decade of mine with the ability to enjoy each day and look forward to the next.
I suppose that is a bit deeper than I usually get on the blog, but I just felt like I needed to put it out there, so thanks for reading.