I don't really care about my birthday.
What's the difference between 33 or 34? 12 months???
Another year has gone by and my to do list doesn't get shorter.
Day after day I find new things to do, unknown places to go, good experiences to try (again), but the clock is ticking.
This is bothering me.
I don't want to waste another moment. I deserve it all. And more.
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