Obligatory Introspective Birthday Post
So, I'm 24.
I've had a very nice birthday. It being on a Monday means that it stretched nicely into a birthday weekend. I celebrated with my friends on Saturday by roaming the city and then going to see a very silly film. I celebrated with my family on Sunday by playing games and going out for Chinese food. I celebrated today by doing productive things at school and treating myself to very very good coffee. I got lovely presents from lovely people, my favorite being the cocktail mixes from my mother because to go with them she gave me a gift-wrapped lime. All limes should be gift-wrapped *g*. All in all, a very good weekend.
The thing about birthdays is that they're milestones, like all anniversaries they mark the passage of time and I always feel like each should be somehow significant. It took me a while to figure out what's significant about this birthday. It's my last birthday as a college student, which is something, but more than that, it's the first time when I've honestly had no idea what I'd be doing a year from now. Every previous year I've known a few basic things: that I'd still be going to school, that I'd still call Littleton home, that I had certain obligations and expectations to live with. I think that's all changed now.
When I turn 25, where will I be? Where will I work? Doing what? Where will I live? I honestly don't know, and I kind of love that. Some people have 5 year plans. I don't even have a 1 year plan. I'm ready to let the universe, or god, or fate, or maybe just dumb luck send me somewhere interesting and to trust in my own abilities to deal with whatever comes my way.
Today isn't really that different from any other day, and I know that everything isn't going to change tomorrow, but gradually over time. Still, it's nice to have milestones.
Incidentally, I don't think I've ever had a more appropriate post to use this icon on.
I've had a very nice birthday. It being on a Monday means that it stretched nicely into a birthday weekend. I celebrated with my friends on Saturday by roaming the city and then going to see a very silly film. I celebrated with my family on Sunday by playing games and going out for Chinese food. I celebrated today by doing productive things at school and treating myself to very very good coffee. I got lovely presents from lovely people, my favorite being the cocktail mixes from my mother because to go with them she gave me a gift-wrapped lime. All limes should be gift-wrapped *g*. All in all, a very good weekend.
The thing about birthdays is that they're milestones, like all anniversaries they mark the passage of time and I always feel like each should be somehow significant. It took me a while to figure out what's significant about this birthday. It's my last birthday as a college student, which is something, but more than that, it's the first time when I've honestly had no idea what I'd be doing a year from now. Every previous year I've known a few basic things: that I'd still be going to school, that I'd still call Littleton home, that I had certain obligations and expectations to live with. I think that's all changed now.
When I turn 25, where will I be? Where will I work? Doing what? Where will I live? I honestly don't know, and I kind of love that. Some people have 5 year plans. I don't even have a 1 year plan. I'm ready to let the universe, or god, or fate, or maybe just dumb luck send me somewhere interesting and to trust in my own abilities to deal with whatever comes my way.
Today isn't really that different from any other day, and I know that everything isn't going to change tomorrow, but gradually over time. Still, it's nice to have milestones.
Incidentally, I don't think I've ever had a more appropriate post to use this icon on.