In the present day, as I have a good time my birthday, a tinge of disappointment lingers inside me, for the day has handed with none birthday needs gracing my presence.

The absence of cheerful messages and heartfelt greetings leaves a void, a longing to be remembered and cherished by these pricey to me.

But, amidst this second of solitude, I maintain onto the hope that maybe the needs are but to reach, delayed by the busy currents of life.

Regardless, I remind myself that the true essence of a birthday lies not within the variety of well-wishes obtained, however within the love and pleasure that permeate every passing second.

In the present day could not have been stuffed with birthday greetings, however I embrace the chance to understand the fantastic thing about solitude, to replicate upon the blessings which have adorned my journey so far.

And on this quiet area, I maintain onto the idea that the universe will bestow its needs upon me in its personal divine timing.