Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Friday, 21 April 2017
The Big Four-O
Today is/was my birthday. I am forty. The Big Four-O, as I understand it is called. I used to dread it, in fact I had been dreading for the latter half of my thirties. But somehow, on the day itself, it was actually okay, quite enjoyable. Life starts here, this is another common phrase/cliché about turning forty. I don't know if it is true, but I intend to blog more about it in the days and weeks to come, if I find time (which I have little of). My birthday was quiet for such a big event: no big party, just some pleasant time with our little family unit in this place of the world. But it was all right this way: a big celebration would have just prevented me to truly reflect upon it. Because this is what I mostly did today, in a way: reflect on the number 40.