So I just ended my side job, that I’ve had for about a year. I’m excited to have a little more of my time back, but not having the money it provided (albeit not all that much, but still, it helped) makes me a little nervous. So I’ve been trying to find out if I’ll be going full-time at my current job, and it seems like progress on that might have stalled a little bit. I haven’t been too up in arms about it, but it’s still been on my mind.
Tomorrow is my 26th birthday. I remember waking up on my birthday as a child and somehow feeling older. The last time I remember that feeling is when I turned 12. The last couple of years, I start getting all contemplative on my birthday. 26 is young in the scheme of things, I’m well aware. But it’s not like you can say I’m a kid anymore. I’m most definitely a GROWN-UP. I’m a WOMAN. Childhood is really over, and I won’t get it again. Ever. Never Ever. I will only get older from here on in. There’s a point when this fact, one that you’ve always known and just glanced over, really becomes understood. And I assume it will get clearer every year, with every advancing number. Life is short.
Oh man, I can already tell I’m gonna cry. Read the rest of this entry »