Every year, I write a birthday poem. This year, I’ve written some random thoughts I want to share with you.

From Learning to Live Again (unpublished)

I feel alone
But I’m not lonely

I feel sad
But I’m not depressed

I feel tired
But I’m not weak

I feel hurt
But I don’t feel pain

I feel calm
But I’m not at peace

I feel pensive
But I’m forgetful

I feel empty
But my life is full

I feel fortunate
But I don’t feel blessed

I am spiritual
But I’m not religious

I feel lost
Yet I know exactly where I am

I feel stimulated
But I procrastinate too much

I feel loved
But I don’t feel liked

I feel like new adventures
But I keep repeating the old ones

I feel sexual
But I don’t feel horny

I feel scared
But I’m not unnerved

I feel empowered
But I’m not powerful

I FEEL OLD
BUT I’M NOT THAT FUCKING OLD