older and (allegedly) wiser
my birthday is coming up in a few weeks. iβm turning 33 and this is the first birthday that makes me feel old. not necessarily in a bad way, thereβs a sense of comfort that comes with aging. with every passing year i learn more and more about who i am. getting to that place only comes with time and experience, and i feel incredibly privileged to be able to continue walking down this untrodden path. the back pain is real though, no denying that.
i considered having a small get-together to celebrate with some old and potentially new friends, but ultimately decided against it. i feel like my social life is in limbo right now, and iβm unsure where i stand or how i feel about many of these people and relationships. it just felt like too much work to celebrate my own birthday. maybe next year.
instead, weβre going into the city to have afternoon tea, then following it up with some delicious wagyu from one of my favorite restaurants in all of new york city. weβll probably head over to 3DB, my favorite queer bar, to the viewing party for the newest episode of drag race. maybe if i am feeling up to it, we will meet up with some others and do a bar crawl.