It’s the eve of my 28th birthday. On a Sunday.
Sunday has always been an interesting day of the week for me. It’s so peaceful. Usually free of schedules and obligations. This Sunday is different. It’s the eve of my birthday.
True, Sunday evening usually brings a sense of sadness, the weekend is ending and the new week is beginning. But this Sunday evening is different. I think highly of birthdays…
In honor of this, I’ve decided to share a few reasons why, despite having a Monday birthday, my birthday week is going to rock:
Happy Birthday, to me!