So They Say It's Your Birthday...

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When I was younger I loved my birthday. I was very fortunate that my parents were willing and able to throw me birthday parties every year, whatever kind of party I wanted, within reason of course. I always looked forward to my birthday. This year I’ve been dreading it. As it turns out today hasn’t been so bad. It was like any other day really. In fact it was kind of pleasant apart from the door repairmen who banged hammers all day. All in all not a bad day.