Monday, May 17, 2010

20 to 21

Today is May 17. That means that it is my last day of being 20. Every year my dad says something to this effect, "only 2 more days of being x age," and every year it makes me anxious. Why so scared of time? Tomorrow I will be 21 and there's nothing I can do about it. I think that's why time is so scary. Besides death and taxes it's one thing that we have absolutely zero control over. It's funny that we try to control so much of our lives when in the end we really end up being completely out of control. Another reason why we need God so much.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to 21. If I didn't have any concern about time slipping through my fingers I would be way pumped to turn 21. It just sounds better than 20. But it's also sad because I will graduate college when I turn 22, which means that one year from now I will be officially done with my schooling (at least for now) and will be out in the work force paying bills and loads of taxes. Emotionally, mentally, physically, metaphysically, existentially, cognitively I need to prep myself for paying taxes because I know I'm going to loathe it. Oh goodness, where is this blog going?

Point of the story, I'm turing twenty-one tomorrow and I'm starting to feel like a real adult. So here's a picture of where I am right now and who I'm with which has nothing to do with this blog but I want to put a picture. I guess it's a photo of my last day of 20.


  1. I have no doubt that you'll make a terrific 21-year-old.
    Also, adorable picture!

  2. 22 feels really old, too. For me it was because I reached the prime age of 21 and now there is nothing to look forward to except 50. maybe 24 so i can rent a car.

  3. you're so lovely. I wish you were here.

  4. I love you. and your deeply existential blogs.