this is what 35 feels like...
I've never been a fan of birthdays. In fact, this is, strangely, one of my least favourite days in the year.
It's not about the presents. I always get just what I want and more than I need, in terms of presents. Presents don't make or break a birthday, at least, not for me.
All I really want is a kiss from my wife and a cuddle from my kids.
I'm not sure what it is. Maybe it's about the numbers. I just get used to one and they go and change it.
35? That doesn't sound at all right!
Does anyone else get meloncholic on their birthday?