I hate 'Special' days..

                                No, really. I hate special days.      

       We are raised to think that we are especially special on certain days. Birthdays and Mother's day, specifically, for my intentions here and now. The truth of the matter is that we are no more special on these days than we are any other day of the year, and we all know this.. But it has been traditionally bred into our consciousness, and although we could really give no less a fuck, if even the tiniest attempt isn't made toward being made to feel even somewhat special it ruins our entire fucking day. And we don't talk about that, either. I know! I know.. That doesn't even make sense. Don't recon it needs to, it's just the way it is.