it's my birthday tomorrow. right now i am running on four hours of sleep, adrenaline, iced tea, soup and a lot of gumption. i feel a lot older than i actually am, which is problematic to say the least because i am still so young. thinking about turning twenty-two tomorrow has got my stomach churning in a weird way. i know i am not old by any means but still, it's a bit of a big deal. i didn't expect to be here at twenty-two or doing the things that i am doing. instead of hearing a scoff at this statement, followed up with a "you're so young!" snarky remark, tomorrow i'll be surrounded around the people i adore who will tell me HAPPY BIRTHDAY and give me a hug.
plus i'm going to see a rad fucking band play on my birthday. it's no bob dylan but it's still something pretty special because of the people with whom i am going to share it.
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