On Sunday, I am going to turn 26. Can you believe it? Neither can I, because I don't even FEEL twenty-six. Some of you who have been reading this blog for ages, probably remember that I started writing this blog when I was just seventeen. S-E-V-E-N-T-E-E-N. Let that sink in for a moment. I've been writing this blog for almost nine years. This blog is officially the longest thing I have ever done in my life besides staying alive. [infobox bg="yellow" color="black" opacity="on" subtitle="By the way, if anyone is so inclined, I'm a huge fan of massages. If you're stumped for ideas on a birthday gift, please see above"] [button color="orangelight" text="white" url="http://www.groupon.com/deals/spa-logic" window="_new"]This massage on Groupon THO![/button][/infobox] If my seventeen year old self could see me now, she'd be very surprised. This isn't how I imagined being twenty-five would be at all. I really believed that by twenty-five I would be a full-fledged adult with my life thoroughly together, probably even married, and with a baby on the way. Hahahahahahahahaha. God, if I didn't know better, in retrospect, I'd say my teenage self must have been on drugs. Lately I've been overwhelmed by the sense that something huge is missing in my life. Or maybe many little things. I've always sensed that there was this wisdom that was supposed to descend on me in my twenties. Sort of like my coronation as an official adult.
Notes on a Quarter Century
Notes on a Quarter Century
Notes on a Quarter Century
On Sunday, I am going to turn 26. Can you believe it? Neither can I, because I don't even FEEL twenty-six. Some of you who have been reading this blog for ages, probably remember that I started writing this blog when I was just seventeen. S-E-V-E-N-T-E-E-N. Let that sink in for a moment. I've been writing this blog for almost nine years. This blog is officially the longest thing I have ever done in my life besides staying alive. [infobox bg="yellow" color="black" opacity="on" subtitle="By the way, if anyone is so inclined, I'm a huge fan of massages. If you're stumped for ideas on a birthday gift, please see above"] [button color="orangelight" text="white" url="http://www.groupon.com/deals/spa-logic" window="_new"]This massage on Groupon THO![/button][/infobox] If my seventeen year old self could see me now, she'd be very surprised. This isn't how I imagined being twenty-five would be at all. I really believed that by twenty-five I would be a full-fledged adult with my life thoroughly together, probably even married, and with a baby on the way. Hahahahahahahahaha. God, if I didn't know better, in retrospect, I'd say my teenage self must have been on drugs. Lately I've been overwhelmed by the sense that something huge is missing in my life. Or maybe many little things. I've always sensed that there was this wisdom that was supposed to descend on me in my twenties. Sort of like my coronation as an official adult.