Sitting in my window with a bowl and a glass of red wine. I feel especially relaxed today. It is my birthday. I am 24 today. Some realities of moving to Colorado are getting increasingly scary the closer they get. It will for sure be an adventure. No, I don't really feel all that different from my 23 year old self, but every year our birthday reminds us of the time we have left and how we have spent our time before. I think it's going to be a good year for me.
I think I am more pensive than I was when I was just turning 23. Perhaps I am feeling still a bit detached from the world. I worry that I will end up being a hermit when I move. That my natural lone tendencies will leave me friendless in my new city. And part of me is okay with that. I kind of just want to be anonymous. I don't feel like I'll be able to keep that up for long though. It's the way of our kind to seek out friendships and companions. COMPANIONS!!! oooo WEEEEE ooooo dooo deee doooooo
I'm just really excited to have my own place and be able to do anything I fucking want. Just me. I think I'm going to love it. Decorate any way I want and burn all the incense I want and be as messy as I want. It's just time for this part of my life. I'm ready for it. I think big things are headed my way. I just feel really good about it.
Mav
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