Happy Freakin' Birthday
January 4, 2006
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was not supposed to spend my 26th birthday alone, in airports and on planes. But after 3 days, 12 hours in the Roanoke airport, a lonely night in a hotel, I am finally on a plane, bound for St. Louis. Instead of a birthday party, I’ve thrown myself a pity party, complete with tears and a meltdown. I keep trying to tell myself it’s not that bad. In the whole scheme of life this isn’t a huge deal. But I can’t quite communicate that to my emotions.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was not supposed to spend my 26th birthday alone, in airports and on planes. But after 3 days, 12 hours in the Roanoke airport, a lonely night in a hotel, I am finally on a plane, bound for St. Louis. Instead of a birthday party, I’ve thrown myself a pity party, complete with tears and a meltdown. I keep trying to tell myself it’s not that bad. In the whole scheme of life this isn’t a huge deal. But I can’t quite communicate that to my emotions.
posted by Brandy at 1/11/2006 07:49:00 AM
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