So I am 32 years old today, and I still have all my teeth.
I don't like celebrating my own anniversaries because I can't forget how futile life is and how all the things that one might value can vanish at a snap of fingers. I'd rather settle down for a while to think about things that happened during the last 12 months, welcome the joyful events, accept the sad ones that I couldn't change and try to change things I can for the future.
Happy Birthday to all of you who were born a November 30.
Une matinée banale, par Marianne Oppitz
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