Today, after waking up agitated from remembering the night before, I hardly said 3 words to my mother.

In first period I turn to my classmate and ask, "What's the date today?"

August 31st

August 31st. OH SHIT! oh no. My mother's birthday. The one I forgot about. The one I failed to acknowledge, forgot to buy her flowers, make her a gift, a card.

And so I called her between 3rd and 4th period. Hastily wished her a Happy Birthday, apologized and hung up.

Disappointing, I know.