I turn 20 today and I’m awash in confusion, fear, and some slight intestinal distress (is that normal?).
But despite the bad things that arise in my mind about moving forward in this world when I feel like have been doing nothing but going backwards I still hold on to a small glimmer of cheerful optimism. I’m happy, I’m “healthy”, and I’ve got great friends and family. There is no way I can fall any farther from here…right?
Me on my 20th birthday…with my Hemingway beard