Woo! I’m 23.
I don’t feel any different though, lol.
Maybe that’s just part of growing up; I remember when I turned 16 I felt much older than I did before, the same for my 18th. But ever since then, every year kinda just felt like another year tacked on. Although every year it’s been different, I still felt mostly the same, and I still feel like a kid.
This year Roger and his girlfriend prepared a surprise cake/dinner for me. Being a surprise, I didn’t know what was happening until Roger told me right before we were going for dinner. I’m really glad to have friends like them, especially here in Beijing where I don’t really know many people.
I’m still just a kid though, despite going through the motions, getting my degree, finding a job, etc. I still feel like a kid.
Maybe it’s just a symptom of getting older, like Frank always said “our perception of time is relative, and the older we get, the shorter we can perceive time”. So maybe time will get faster, and that’s fine too, because I haven’t really found anyone, who is still with me, that makes me want to slow down time just yet.
I’m hoping for the day that I’ll find someone who makes me want to slow down time, again.
And I doubt I’ll change then.
I’ll probably still be sitting before them, sipping my americano as always.
Cheers, to 23.