As I grow old, I realize my yearning for material things has diminished to a considerable capacity. I used to have a ton of things on my birthday wishlist, but now, I really can only think of the necessary ones. Of course I still have a few wants every now and then, but not like how I crave for stability, financial freedom and emotional independence. Oh wow, where did all that come from, lol. I initially wanted to celebrate my birthday at the beach but work is hectic as hell because of a pilot project I'm currently working on, so I'd have to make do with spontaneous plans and cheap thrills. 

As I grow older, I also realize that celebrating my birthday becomes less of a big deal. I used to go frantic over not being to celebrate a week before AND after the big day, but that's not the case now. I can plan a grandiose getaway and not push through with it, and that will be okay. Just like what happened this year. Every year, I think I mature little by little. Slowly, I'm learning that just like love, there's no one way or one day to celebrate life--and love for that matter. As a matter of fact a couple of weeks ago, I decided I didn't want to celebrate, but someone told me that being able to live another year is a reason to celebrate in itself, hence my little celebration on Monday. You can drop by my house if you want, we're going Korean for dinner! If you don't know my address that  means we're not THAT close, so you're not invited, lol!