@YaC

The Birthday I Finally Spent for Myself Yesterday, I turned 27. For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamed of a small birthday surprise — nothing big, nothing extravagant. I never wanted a huge party or expensive gifts. All I hoped for was something simple: one or two friends, a place I love, maybe a cozy café with warm lights and good coffee. Somewhere like the Harry Potter café I’ve always admired. But year after year, it never happened. It’s not that I didn’t have…