I turn 24 on Friday and I can feel the usual birthday meltdown coming in small waves already.
Twenty-three was such a strange year and in some ways I'm looking forward to leaving it behind. I need to leave a lot of what went on in the past.
I'm scared for twenty-four though. It means another year I'm closer to being a quarter of a century old and another year of trying to figure out what I want to do before it's socially unacceptable for me to just not know.
Here's to my last 5 days as a 23 year old.
This seems appropriate:
"You make me chuckle
when you say that you are no longer young, that you have turned
twenty-four. A man is or may be young to after sixty, and not old before
eighty."Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.