Happy birthday to me.Its my birthday and all I can think of is that I am aging,well certainly not like a fine wine or Italian parmesan cheese but just an ordinary woman who wakes up struggling and goes to sleep with the same.I heard a lot about midlife crisis and guess what, this pandemic fell right in the middle of my mid life crisis and my crisis went in to more crisis because they did not even get a chance to occur.i am sad because I could not experience the love affair with mid life crisis.
I am blessed in more than a million ways,for people who take health as a blessing I am blessed,for those who take a happy family life as a blessing I am blessed and for those money is a blessing I am even blessed with that!I have a life many wish for but still anxiously like a little kid biting nails with excitement I was waiting for my crisis.so just wondering what made me want those crisis .For the optimistic peeps it might be a if I am bored and need a change and for the lovely pessimist peeps it might generate the idea that I am very ungrateful.Honestly I don't give a damn piece of sparrow shit what people think but still somewhere I do and did crave for my crisis.I love experimenting and learning new things like I learned to make a comic strip for my daughter and also saw a youtube tutorial to help her fix her laptop.I wanted to discover myself in those famously notorious Lucifer's generated mid life crisis.I wanted to see what happens if one let themselves go.Today I am thinking maybe not having mid life crisis is the CRISIS actually.I am in a weird unexplainable confusion.The confusion is making me biting my nails,making my hair fall,making me try new recipes and God knows what. It's just that I wished for a little more dramatic encounter….
