so earlier this month i turned 24. which means i’m officially in my mid-twenties.
this is COMPLETELY unacceptable.
i haven’t had enough life experiences to be 24. not even close. i haven’t lived in new york, or been to africa, or fallen in love, or gone to graduate school. i haven’t even painted my apartment.
i mean, i have done some things. graduated college. moved to atlanta. bought a car, adopted a cat. went on a cruise. wrote articles that thousands of people read and did live segments on national television. began saving for retirement, for god’s sake.
but still. i feel like it doesn’t all quite add up to 24. i guess maybe it’s because i’m at the same place in my life that i was at 21? same job, same apartment, same city. and i like those things, but it’s not the ever-changing atmosphere of high school and college, so it feels weird. is the plateau a good or a bad thing???
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