27. (Also known as: I have ALL THE FEELINGS.)
I have all these ~feelings~ about it being my birthday. For one, I’m /here/ - I’ve done my birthday not in Phoenix before, but it’s never as right as it is when I’m here. But this year it’s kind of mixed: I leave, not the /day/ after, but the day after that, so it’s sort of weirdly bittersweet. I’ve been dreading it a little, because past this I can’t - pretend, anymore, I can’t close my eyes and just relax and just /be/, because my time is running out …
…but at the same time, it’s my birthday, and I will get to see all (nearly all, at least) of my favorite-people-who-are-here, and it will probably be awesome. I have stuff lined up for when I get back so it won’t be like going from EVERYONE to NO ONE again.
Also, there is always a little moment of wtf as I get older: twenty-seven. 27? I am baffled, for one because I never really thought I would make it past eighteen (let’s face it: i was a dumb, dumb kid, and on top of that i’m hella clumsy), and then I did. I ventured out into college briefly, and then I had Evie right after my twentieth birthday. So now I am twenty-seven, and about to leave home to go back to where I live, and I’m sometimes not entirely sure how I got here.
So, anyway. Feelings: I have them.
Hello, 27. Let’s see how this goes.
…but at the same time, it’s my birthday, and I will get to see all (nearly all, at least) of my favorite-people-who-are-here, and it will probably be awesome. I have stuff lined up for when I get back so it won’t be like going from EVERYONE to NO ONE again.
Also, there is always a little moment of wtf as I get older: twenty-seven. 27? I am baffled, for one because I never really thought I would make it past eighteen (let’s face it: i was a dumb, dumb kid, and on top of that i’m hella clumsy), and then I did. I ventured out into college briefly, and then I had Evie right after my twentieth birthday. So now I am twenty-seven, and about to leave home to go back to where I live, and I’m sometimes not entirely sure how I got here.
So, anyway. Feelings: I have them.
Hello, 27. Let’s see how this goes.