I am a tad supersticious when it comes to birthdays and New Year's Eve. I like to think that the way I spend these days will serve as some sort of indicator of how the following year will go.
For example, if, on my birthday, I were to get a traffic ticket, overeat, and if the contents of my closet were to spontaneously combust--I might think that the following 12 months might be sort of difficult on lots of levels.
Of course, it doesn't make sense, because New Year's Eve and my birthday basically split the year in two.
I may have to rethink this.
It's kind of exciting, though, to me--the idea that one day can predict the progress of an entire year.
I may have to rethink the rethink.
Habbee Birdeeeee to me!
