Thursday, January 10, 2008
Just another day
Today is January 10th. That’s really all I need to know about this day but for some reason I woke up today and remembered it was my ex-boyfriend’s birthday. Like first thing that came to my mind, remembered. That bothers me. It bothers me because I am not a person to remember birthdays. There are about 5 that I have committed to memory and the rest must be brought to my attention annually if you hope to get any well wishes from me. So it’s a little disheartening to know that of all the great people I know and respect, I choose to remember his and I am pretty sure he’s not deserving of that status. The break-up was a few years back and so the resentful, unhappy, depressing, bitter, angry feelings towards him have dissipated for the most part. We are kosher. Not quite friends, but no longer enemies. I send out the occasional "hey, what’s up. Hope all is well." messages and I get the same in return. But you know what I did not get? A Birthday wish. When April 18th came around there was no message from him wishing me well and I’m pretty sure it’s because he did not wake up thinking that day was my birthday, he simply thought of it as the 18th day of April. And that’s how I wish I could have approached today. I suppose it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. I could simply wish him a Happy Birthday and be a nice person…or not, and still be a nice person. I’m sure it probably makes no difference to him. But I guess that’s why I have two X chromosomes, because I will now ponder this issue for far too long then is necessary.