There's something a little bit magical about one's birthday.
The normal things seem to sparkle a little bit; breakfast cereal is suddenly exciting, like it was when you were six, and even being in class at 8am isn't quite as dull. You hold the knowledge that today is special - that you are special - close to your heart, and today you really believe it.
Having a birthday makes me feel younger, makes me want to read all my favourite books over again, and sit outside on a blanket with my journal. It makes me want to write stories and poetry and blog posts, like I'm full to the brim with all the same excitement of turning thirteen, of finally being a teenager, of writing my first novel.
Today is a day on which I feel I can do anything.
Who knows? ...maybe I will. ☺
how do you feel about birthdays?