Today is my birthday. Not a particulary special one, or it seems memorable so far. I don’t feel older, or younger. as I am still a kid inside. It is that age-old adage (sic) that as you get older birthdays mean less and less. Or is that just society becoming scared of it’s own mortality and trying to remove the attachment of importance to the day you were born, to the increasing approach of the day that you die. Anyway, I had some nice cake… 
