Happy Birthday To Me.
Happy Birthday To Me.
Happy Birthday blah blah blah.
Blah-blah blah-blah blaaaaah blahhhhh.
Got calls and cards from my mom and my dad. (sigh)
Got a gift from my son (he actually remembered! he actually wrapped it!)
Got some well-wishes from my friends (thank God for each and every one of you!)
Spent most of the night at work, the rest sending text messages.
No cake.
No beer.
No party.
No songs.
Does "Denny's" still give you a free meal on your birthday? (I'm about to find out.)
I'm sleepy tonight. Maybe I'll celebrate tomorrow.
I make this promise to myself:
This is the last birthday that I will spend lonely.
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This is the story of a man in search of his future.
It includes stories about living, loving, and definitely a lot about learning.
It replays songs of courage and tales of triumph, echoes of blissful passion and cries of endless yearning, joyful shouts of love and tributes to inevitable loss.
But mostly, this is a story about four solitary principles:
truth, beauty, freedom -- and eventually, love.
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