Being 26 is weird. Twenty-five was a scary milestone for me as you might have seen in last year’s blog post because I felt like it was a point in my life where I should have something figured out (if not everything). It’s a time in your life when half the world is telling you... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow I turn 25. A quarter of a century. Halfway to 30. My mid-twenties. And I’m not very excited about it. It’s not that I think 25 is particularly old. I’ve still got five more years in my glorious twenties! (So there’s no need to worry, right?) But something still tugs at my subconscious,... Continue Reading →
It’s my birthday! It’s my birthday! Gonna party like it’s my birthday! Okay, maybe not. If you know me, I’m not exactly the “partying type.” But in celebration of my 24th birthday, I thought it would be appropriate to write a blog post about what we all have on our minds on our birthday.... Continue Reading →
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