Month of November.
Lots of birthdays.
Realised birthdays are depressing, even if they are not mine. People usually come to some life philosophy epiphany on their birthdays.
Birthdays are even more depressing if they are celebrated on weeknights where you cannot drink yourself silly to numb the senses, and your pub singer is singing Christmas carols in the background.
Depressing especially if you have to spend it alone. Or worse, with a room of strangers. And the worst, if the strangers are all coupled up and having a good time with each other and you are just sitting there nursing a Black Label.
Bah.
Lots of birthdays.
Realised birthdays are depressing, even if they are not mine. People usually come to some life philosophy epiphany on their birthdays.
Birthdays are even more depressing if they are celebrated on weeknights where you cannot drink yourself silly to numb the senses, and your pub singer is singing Christmas carols in the background.
Depressing especially if you have to spend it alone. Or worse, with a room of strangers. And the worst, if the strangers are all coupled up and having a good time with each other and you are just sitting there nursing a Black Label.
Bah.
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