Tiny Dancer

My 23rd birthday has come and gone. It does make me a bit sad the one day a year all about me is over. That sentence makes me sound self-centered, but it's true. Each person's birthday is their special day. The day of their first breath and glimpse of the world. Don't hear me wrong, it was a great day. I bought myself Starbucks, a friend at work took me to Ocean Zen for lunch and my old roommate, Kristen, and her husband, Chris, took me to dinner at Zio's. I guess I am just sad that it is over and I have to wait another year for it to come again.