On the eve of my 25th birthday I felt a little sad. I had previously always been extremely excited about it. But suddenly I felt time was moving too quickly and that I was growing up a little too quickly. I still don’t feel that I’m a real grown up and yet my age would suggest otherwise. Although, I know this is a tricky one to judge… Anyway, the sadness on the day before my birthday persists. And now, on the eve of my 33rd birthday, when the world is topsy turvy, although I’m a bit melancholic about things that maybe weren’t able to come to pass this year and as ever, unsure of what the next year will bring, I’m also really grateful for how things have turned out for me on a personal level. Things are not perfect, by any means. But I’m so happy (and lucky) to be at home amidst the madness of the pandemic. So, I’m trying really hard to embrace the imperfection. And I’m more and more aware of what a nutter I am so I’ll try to work on that in this coming year. Along with some other things. Let’s see how things pan out.
But Who You Be, Really? 