I never understood why people made such a big deal about their birthdays. If others think that your existence in this world worth celebrating and want to make the day you were born into a special occasion, let them do it. But for a person himself to be happy about the years sprinting away with exceeding acceleration? Absurd!
My father is 79 years old today and its scary for both of us. When I called this morning, I could hear it in his voice and I can only pray I was able to hide it well enough. Dad said, "That number, I cannot believe it." And that reminded me:
"I think people would live a bit longer if they didn't know how old they were. Age puts restrictions on things."
Karl Pilkington