I turned 26 today.
I spent my day alone. I know I'd planned to stay alone this day, I even didn't go to my grandma's place like my family did. Little did I know it'd be this lonely.
I spent my day working my ass off. I didn't even know if my hard work will paid off but I did my utmost. At least for me, most of the times universe works differently.
I bought my favorite cheesecake today. I've been wanting to eat one but it's pretty expensive thus I decided to only eat it on special occasions. Turned out, it tasted surprisingly ordinary. I didn't know whether it was the cake or me.
I still got a few friends congratulating me and it made me a little bit happy.
I think today was okay. Nothing special to be honest, or maybe it was just me developed numb feelings.
Although maybe, just maybe, I wanted to be a little bit more special on this day.
Happy birthday, me.
