Nope. I don't really want to.
But, that's not to say that it's a day without heartbreak. Not about my birthday though - that's all good. I'm a lucky girl. No, today we lost a family member. We lost Gil.
And gil was a looker. Dark, obviously virile, and in perfect proportion. And those bulging eyes - SO so deep.
I will miss Gil. He'd been struggling lately, and I had a feeling his days were numbered. Even in his last breath - or whatever breathing through Gil's gills was called - he attemtped to spare the family. I found his body resting gently and hidden in the fronds of a thick plant.
I distracted the ladies with some flake food and gently netted Gil's body. We made a procession to the porcelain cemetary and carried out a proper submergence ceremony. It was beautiful really.
And now I sit alone here with just my thoughts, after the ceremony, after the houseful of people paying respects (not really), and it is in this solemn hour that I bid fond farewell.
Rest in peace, Gil the fancy goldfish. May a flight of angel fish sing thee to thy rest. Amen.
Cry if you want to.