Trutharchivist

Today is my (Hebrew calendar) birthday. Well, for many of you it's still tomorrow, but still. 

It seems silly to mention it at a time like this. I'd guess most all of you know by now what's going on in Israel, and now I've been taken to the IDF again, after having two weeks free since being released from the... Previous job I've had, at the beginning of all this.

So, my birthday, which is something I anticipate every year, has become pretty much tasteless. Not just because "how can I celebrate when people are dying?", but because I literally can't celebrate where I currently am. I don't have the peace of mind nor the ability.

In two weeks there's going to be a small wave of all those people who go over the birthday list and will wish me a happy birthday. I have no idea where I'll be, there's a good chance I won't even reply with my regular "I've already celebrated it, but thank you anyway".

This is just a depressed update from an idiot who wasn't planning on a war to ruin his birthday. Oh well.

Thank you for reading (whatever reason you have for deciding to read it is beyond me, I'm afraid), and have a better day than I'm having. Furthermore, have an actually good day, and not one just slightly less bad than I'm having.