It was my birthday last week and i almost forgot had it not been for someone who wondered what i was doing that day. Finding it strange how it was asked, i said i already had plans, to meet with an old friend i haven't seen in ages.

We talked, we drank, we laughed until i couldn't breathe. I didn't find it pertinent to mention my blowing another candle away, especially since i thought i couldn't care to remember myself.

I stumbled back home, deliciously hazy and feeling, for better or worse, exactly the same.