but it’s not just me. on sunday, two lovely friends are also celebrating their birthdays. thus, it’s a triple birthday weekend. and i can’t wait.
so, i’m making piñatas for them… i can’t escape making things. it just feels so right when i spend hours just working with my hands. and it also feels so nice to make a mess.
and now, the last thing i will write as a twenty-two year old! i sometimes feel as if i couldn’t possibly be 22 with everything i’ve experienced in life. i’ve met way too many lovely people, seen too many beautiful views, tasted a billion delicious foods, visited so many countries, listened to numerous languages… it seems i should be about 42 with the amount of things i’ve done.
but nope, i really am 22! and if i’ve done this much so far, i’m so excited just thinking about the potential of what i’ll be doing within the next few years…!
i’ve got friends who are 22 who are married and have babies and dogs and houses with giant backyards… and it always blows my mind how different the paths changed once we all graduated from college. we’re the same age, but we’re doing completely different things. because up until then, it was the same: elementary school –> middle school –> high school –> college –>…and then, that straight line goes wack and becomes something very very very different for everybody!
au revoir forever, because a 23 year old will be writing in this journal from now on!