40-days-before-bday crisis over!
I think that yesterday I felt my birthday having come for the first time ever.
Technically, it is today - 18th of August, 0:20 am. But due to the time difference, while here in Spain it was still the 17th, in Siberia, where I was born, the 18th already came.
About 7 pm I was sitting on the terrace staring at the pool and suddenly - whoosh! as if my eyes had opened and I saw everything for the first time! "Wow, look at that... the sky, the trees, the birds... something blue and playing... the water? Wonderful!" I was suddenly full of love and very curious. "Hm... - I thought. - I've just been born!" (it was probably exactly 0:20 am in Siberia).
So, I am born again! cool!
tylluanpenry
That's an interesting theory about the 40 days. I know I always used to panic around my birthdays but now I've had so many I'm sort of getting used to them...