The prompt for today is: Birthdays
This is what I wrote:
Today is my fortieth birthday. Please, hold your applause, I’ll get enough birthday wishes from people I don’t know on Facebook. My feelings on birthdays are a solid meh. Maybe if I had been born in the summer and my birthdays had been marked by cookouts with friends, I might enjoy them more. But it’s dreary February and most of my friends are hours away. I think my joy with birthdays waned at the same time as that for Christmas. When you’re a kid presents are always good. But when toys give way to things you need like socks, the thrill is gone.
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