I am writing this blog post as a little memory of my 23rd birthday in the hope that I will read it years from now, and it almost feels like an online scrapbook of my life. Twenty-three years old, what an odd age. I feel like I’m in a weird limbo of trying to be young and carefree, while also trying to be an adult, get a job, and figure out the deep meanings of life. It’s almost bitter-sweet.
But anyway, moving on with that day, if you know me personally, you know I love birthdays and tend to celebrate them for a whole weekend! It’s so exciting to celebrate another year of life, look forward to new opportunities, with an overload of cake.