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Why did I get the random urge to post something here again today ... i don't even know. I'm 31. Who'd have thought I'd ever make it this far?
Not me, that's for sure. I'm about to do something I literally never thought I'd do - move back to my hometown. But it feels like the right move. I still don't feel a day older than 19 and I honestly think that's one of my best trades. My friend S. keeps telling me she loves my optimism and I love hearing from friends that they are looking forward to seeing me and that they miss me when we haven't been able to meet for a while.
So many of my friends have children now, are married. I feel a bit like a crazy catlady already but then again I would never give us Aslan for anything.
It's weird ... to realize the time passes so fast and yet not feeling like I've changed much. I wish I could say I've grown, have bettered myself, have lived every day to the fullest but I haven't. And I'm not entirely sure I ever will. I can't see that as a negative either though.
I'm sitting here, looking out the window. It's raining, but only slightly. It's been a hot few weeks but my plants are alive, Aslan is asleep and I know tomorrow at 8am sharp my colleague is going to pick me up in his car so we can go to the office together for the first time in over 30 months.
I looked up flights to Japan today. I really hoped I'd be able to go again this year - fuck the money, I can always make more. But seems like borders will stayed closed for a little while longer ...