Specific day today.

It's my birthday. I appreciate some of the nice gestures and gifts people offered me. I don't remember a lot of birthdays anymore. I try to give gifts & stuff through the year for people & especially if it's a gift they may like. Parties are kind of nice. I just saw a dumb movie in a cinema with a relative today. Still kind of fun. I really like absorbing the library but I also feel like libraries are absorbing me too. I find beauty, excitement, wisdom, and purpose in pages. I see a party and I kind of see a charade of wasted effort for my sake. I still appreciate it but I'm not more important than the wisdom and truth kept in writing. I think books could be nice gifts but I also would be grateful if people read the books I like and said what they got out of reading the Inheritance Cycle, The Havamal, or The Sagas of the Prose Ætta. That would make me happier and more grateful than another Omega.