My Birthday

Sunday was my birthday. Another year older. Another year closer to my actual age matching the age I feel. I believe I mentioned before, I'm still in my twenties. I don't feel like I'm in my twenties. I feel like I'm in my forties. I'm tired all the time. I have so many responsibilities to deal with everyday. I don't see friends regularly and my social life is nearly nonexistent. One major reason for this is of course my life choices. No one can take care of kids and be successful professionally if being wild and carefree is still a priority. Another reason is my personality. I'm incredibly introverted. If I could have any super power it would be invisibility, no contest. I'd be a hermit if I could. I'd never leave the house. Soon I'll start looking like the old fart I feel like. Maybe I'll even be able to go to a rated R movie without being carded... I dream big...