I had this birthday, not this birthday, a different one- my 16th birthday, and a friend of mine named Courtney decided to do something really nice in honor of it. She decorated a shirt for me and bothered many of our peers to sign it. Thank you Courtney for organizing this loving gesture.
I come across this arbitrary array of well-wishes from time to time, like today on this birthday, and stop whatever I’m doing to read the shirt’s simple one-liners, inside jokes, and sarcastic remarks. They make me smile, laugh, and feel special all over again. I muse at the different things people wrote and think of them being ambushed in the hallway between classes to write them. They ought to know that they made that birthday and this birthday a bit brighter.