Last Birthday Cake

Today I remembered there is but one truly serious question. I've grown resentful of all of this, I'm done pretending I like cake, done counting the days. Done searching for grains of zenith at the bottom of the barrel. I made it a long way for somebody with a short fuse anyway. Ran, then walked, then crawled. All for a roadside picnic? Make a wish they said. Any wish, they keep saying… Few of them even know what they wish for. My happiest days are probably behind me. A battlefield of fleeting fireworks spurs in front. Flickering lights are born - then gone before I can even think. In the distance a big boulder starts rolling on the hill. I remain undecided. This fragrance captures a moment of reflection, a complex blend of [gourmand](/style/gourmand) sweetness, [boozy](/style/boozy) warmth, and a touch of [smoky](/style/smoky) melancholy.