A compelled moment to take stock? Hmm…new year celebrations and anniversaries allow (if not insist) for that.
A reminder to be appreciative for last year and look forward to the next? Too Hallmark-ish.
A time for tolerated narcissism? A time to be personally recognized for our basic essence…that is, being US…ME? Maybe.
Why do we want, no need, to have the anniversary of our birth actually mean something? Is it because we are a narcissistic species who like to believe ourselves capable of appreciation, reflection, optimism and therefore recognition? Probably getting closer to the truth.
From where I sit, I think it may simply mean that, today on the marking of my birth, I have the scoring advantage. . . .
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For today, that’s enough.