Today is my 35th birthday. This is a strange age.
I am not 22, with big naive eyes, staring at the world and trying to imagine myself in ten years when I am grown up.
I am not 27, more comfortable in my grown up skin, yet still feeling unsure of myself and where I want to be.
I am not 30, graduating out of my twenties and wondering why I thought I was grown up before at all.
I am not 33, well into my thirties, no longer looking back at my twenties and wondering where they went.
I am 35. Not old. Not young. Much less naive. Less optimistic about the future, but more comfortable being the present. So many people have entered and exited my life. Some I have surely forgotten, some I probably think about too often.
Thirty five. Not good. Not bad. Not fast. Not slow. There is still so much left to do.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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Happy birthday my friend! So glad to have you to navigate this strange trip with. ;)
babe, I hope you keep me around to hold your hand and jump into the abyss that is our future together. I love you. Happy Birthday honey.
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