Happy Birthday, me. by Shivers
It is just a store-bought Key Lime Pie, but it is mine.
I spent my birthday petting cats and not working. Far from the worst birthday I’ve had, but it still feels… empty.
My mother won’t be calling.
She’s the one that always tried to make my birthdays feel special for me, even the year she had to cancel it due to moving and a lack of money. it’s been years since I had any sort of celebration for the anniversary of my birth, but it felt appropriate to have one this year.
Happy Birthday, me.