Today I was reminded that my 23rd (!) birthday is right around the corner.
This does not exactly sit well with me. Granted, I’ve never really been big on celebrating my birthday, but as the years quickly slip by like sand through an hourglass, birthdays are getting more and more insufferable. I don’t wanna be old!
Forever 21 was a short-lived fantasy. Forever 22 would be fine by me. But NO, I’m aging and it’s out of my hands to stop it. Maybe ten years ago turning 23 would have been an event worthy of getting excited over — I was a Jordan fan and he, of course, donned the number 23 on his jersey (for a good chunk of his career anyway), and being the age that coincides with my favorite star athlete’s number would no doubt make me the shit, right?
Needless to say, it is not ten years ago. I must face the facts. And the fact, plain and simple, is that time is not slowing down for me.
Before I know it, I, like Mr. Jordan himself, will be retired too. But hopefully it’ll be with a couple of cocktails in hand because I’m gonna need something to compensate for being geriatric.
About me
I'm Kathy, and I am a dreamer at heart. Like most others, I'm trying to discover myself in this crazy world. While it can be overwhelming at times, it can also be exhilarating and enlightening - and these kinds of moments are the ones I live for. This blog chronicles the random ruminations that occupy my neck of the woods (namely my brain) as I navigate my way to happiness and success. The majority of it is admittedly only meaningful to me, but I'm sharing it with you anyway. Someday, I will change the world for the better. Today, I'm taking it one step at a time and being extraordinary in my ordinariness. Dream big or go home.
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