14974
Tomorrow I will be 14974 days old. Or 1293753660 seconds or 21562561 minutes or 359376 hours. Or 41 years.
On December 28, I will be 15,000 days old.
I find it hard to enjoy enjoyable events. I never do anything special on my birthday. And Christmas holds a lot of bad memories, which I must not transmit to my kids. I think it's the hardest part of bringing them up, remembering not to be miserable at Xmas. Woody Allen called it Anhedonia, the inability to enjoy yourself. I have Anhedonia of special occasions.
Events coming up I wish I could avoid: my birthday; the office xmas "do"; Xmas; New Year.
The rest of the time, I find it very easy to enjoy myself. Honest.
On December 28, I will be 15,000 days old.
I find it hard to enjoy enjoyable events. I never do anything special on my birthday. And Christmas holds a lot of bad memories, which I must not transmit to my kids. I think it's the hardest part of bringing them up, remembering not to be miserable at Xmas. Woody Allen called it Anhedonia, the inability to enjoy yourself. I have Anhedonia of special occasions.
Events coming up I wish I could avoid: my birthday; the office xmas "do"; Xmas; New Year.
The rest of the time, I find it very easy to enjoy myself. Honest.
posted by Anonymous at
Tuesday, December 02, 2003
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