It's December already. I am happy and hopeful. December reminds me of Christmas, of course (duh!) and of New Year, and of course, it reminds me of my birthday. My birthday is on January, a few days after the new year. For some years now, I have always forced myself to be old. I always felt like I had to be 27 or 30. But the other side of me refused to. The result is disaster. Now that my birthday is almost a month away, I realize that I am now given the chance to be young and mature. I have to stop being 21 and try not to wish to be 30. I should be 23 (turning 24). I should act like my age. And I should enjoy acting like one.
Life has a weird way of making me realize that. Oh well, I am weird so the ways of learning and unlearning things should also be weird.
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1 comments:
hi jassy!Ü
right on sweetie! we should all be happy babies.Ü the Christmas spirit should be kicking in already. happy friday dear.
always,
rüss
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