Saturday, February 4, 2012

Last week

Lean, Mean 25 Machine. That's my goal for this year.
This is my last week of being 24.
 After this week, in my mind, I'm an adult.

 It's not that I'm a grown up.  I also realize I should have reached this point well before now.

All that said, this is it.  It's time, beyond time, to put aside childish things.

I still love playdoh, glitter, coloring with crayons and watching 1/4 of a bar of Ivory soap in the microwave.

It just seems time to start viewing life as something to be lived, fully and seriously, with purpose.

This is my last week being 24.

And I need a new blog name.

1 comment:

  1. This is how I felt about turning 25. Like it meant I really really was an adult.


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