I’m coming to the edge of a rising ocean
Such commotion and fear
Keeping all our eyes on what’s on the horizon
And all that we hold dear
Andrew Bird – Manifest (My Finest Work Yet, 2019)
Birthdays are weird man.
There’s the anxiety of feeling like I should want to do more than I really want to, because as an introvert I find it really hard to celebrate me. Not that I have low self-esteem, more like ‘I don’t enjoy all the attention being on me’. And as I prepare to exit my thirties this year there is the added bonus of feeling like time is just slipping by faster and faster.
This does not bode well for one with anxiety.
The one thing I do love about my birthday is the making of a birthday playlist. I started this tradition about ten years ago when I was (surprise) preparing to exit my twenties. There is something so special about these mixes. It’s a mix that’s only purpose is to please me. Period. End of story.
Now if we’re going to get technical, ALL my playlists are for me, but this is one where I don’t have a theme or an idea in mind when I sit at my laptop. I become Marie Kondo, looking through song after song and asking myself “does this bring me joy?”. Just unbridled audio bliss as I try to ignore the fact that another year has passed on the march to my inevitable death (yay!).
So here is my 2019 birthday mix. May she bring you the joy she has brought me.

