A little past midnight:
Cindy: Happy Birthday!
Me: (pause) Oh, that’s right! Thank you!
It’s my first birthday back in this country, and the exact same thing happened as it did when I hit 21 and 22: I forgot about it. Not exactly forgot, but it managed to leave my head completely and hit me only when someone wished me for the first time that day. Does that say something about me?
I’m not where I thought I would be at 24, but I’m glad to be where I am.