Today I woke up feeling older and looking exactly the same. I went to school as usual, the only difference being the new birthday bag I carried hanging from my shoulder. I waited at the bus stop, got on the bus, watched people… people early in the morning; their eyes drooped, faces tired, stained with toothpaste and their morning breakfast. A quiet, lazy murmur accompanied by the occasional snore. On this day, many years ago, I was born.