On the Precipice of my Formative Years

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I am officially 22!!

It feels so weird just saying that…I think it’s going to take me a while before I can correctly answer people when they ask about my age. Does that ever happen to you? It’s always those few days after your birthday when people ask how old you are, and you respond with the age you’ve been saying for a year. But, then you remember that you’ve just added a year and it feels extremely strange the first time you say it. Well, it happens to me almost every year.

This year in particular seems odd because it feels like twenty-two is the first real “adult” year.  Twenty-one feels more like a year-long party; twenty is the first year you’re no longer  a teenager, although you’re still letting go of those adolescent quirks; and everything before that is just dramatic, illogical nonsense.

So, here I am. I’m finally at that stage where it seems like everything I do has bigger consequences. On that precipice of my formative years, looking out – just kidding…let’s not actually go there.

The point is that I finally feel like I’m getting older. Perhaps not all that much wiser, but at least older. For the first time I feel like I have somewhat of a handle on my future; things are seemingly falling into place, my ideas have platforms, my plans have a means. Although I must admit, as exciting as it is to think about everything that’s ahead, it’s a little daunting at the same time.

I guess we’ll just have to wait and see where I end up. In the meantime, enjoy this photo I snapped of a random bird perched on my balcony. Happy Monday!

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