Mark at 45

I took today off from work. I don't like working on my birthday, usually because it draws a lot of attention to me and I'm often busy.

I did get to sleep in, which was great. This morning I ran errands and got quite a bit done:

• Got my annual car tags.
  
• Ordered my new glasses.
  
• Printed up the blank panel pages for Issue 24 of my comic book.
  
• Lunch and dessert at TGIFriday's.

My phone has been busy today, with all the Facebook, email, and text message birthday wishes, which was really great. Even Google got in on the act:



I usually have a story or tale to relate in regards to my birthday, but the reality is that my family was never very big on birthdays overall. My siblings, I think, compensate a bit for this with their kids by going a bit overboard at times, making up for their kids what our parents didn't do for us.

At 45, I'm not sure how I feel actually. I'm neither regretful of the past nor anxious for the future. I'm just... here...